Lessons learned from jerks in the Internet
It was a dark, foggy night. In a cozy bed, I laid fast asleep after a long day of university lectures and late-night coding. Suddenly, a long, annoying noise shook me off my sleep. Crawling to the other side of my bed, I reach my desk and clumsily grab my phone, in an attempt to shut that shit down. It was a call. A call from a Makerlog member.