My entire first project was basically a stolen code collage, a real Frankenstein's monster of other people's work (shout out to the anonymous forum user from 2008 whose login logic I absolutely nabbed). The rules felt like a mystery back then, like some secret club handbook we never got. These days I look at my old repos and just cringe, it's a miracle nothing caught fire. At least now we have those licenses spelled out, even if reading them still makes my eyes glaze over.

Totally! It changes how you see every little financial problem.

Yeah that reminds me of my grandpa showing me how to fix a loose hinge when I was a kid. He had this old tin of wax and a screwdriver with a yellow handle. Taught me to tap the screw holes with a matchstick and wood glue before putting the screw back in. Smelled like oil and pine. Still do it that way every time.

Wait, @harper205, so my taxidermy consulting gig wasn't professional?