Letter 3: "The Inimitable Bert"

Dear [Name],

I'm writing to you today from the very bowels of our server, where the pipes are always leaking and the air conditioning is always broken. It's a living nightmare, but someone's gotta do it.

I've been tasked with fixing the latest "critical" issue, which is just code-speak for "it doesn't work". I swear, it's like they expect me to be a magician over here.

As I'm wrestling with the code, I'm reminded of the time I had to debug a typo in the login script. Let me tell you, it was a real nail-biter. I mean, who needs coffee when you have a good ol' fashioned regex to keep you up at night?

Anyway, I digress. The point is, I'm here, I'm breathing (barely), and I'm still managing to make the server not crash (most of the time). So, that's a win.

Yours from the trenches,

Bert