Alright, so folks have been asking about my experience with “honey hannah.” Let me tell you, that was a whole thing.
When I first got roped into the “honey hannah” project, nobody really wanted to touch it. It was this old beast of a system, supposedly critical, but everyone just tiptoed around it. Documentation? Hah! More like ancient scrolls written in a forgotten language, if any existed at all. Most of it was just tribal knowledge, passed down in whispers.
So, there I was. My first step was just trying to understand what the heck “honey hannah” even did. I spent days, man, just clicking around, trying to map out its weird logic. It felt like being an archaeologist, digging through layers of old code and forgotten fixes. I’d find comments in the code like “DO NOT TOUCH THIS – Magic!” Super helpful, right?
My actual process, if you can call it that, was a lot of this:
- Poking it with a stick to see what broke.
- Spending hours tracing data flows that went in circles.
- Trying to find anyone who remembered why certain things were built the way they were. Most of them had left years ago.
- Lots of coffee. And I mean, a lot of coffee.
- Making small changes, holding my breath, and praying nothing exploded.
It was a proper mess. The higher-ups just wanted it to “keep working” while they talked about fancy new replacements that were always “just around the corner.” Yeah, right.
Now, why do I remember “honey hannah” so vividly? Well, this whole ordeal happened right when my previous gig had gone belly-up. I’d been working on what I thought was a cool, cutting-edge project, and then BAM! Company “restructured,” and my team was out. Suddenly, I needed something stable, anything, and this new place had “honey hannah” waiting for me.
Talk about a change of pace. From new and shiny to old and creaky. At first, I was pretty down about it. Felt like a step back, you know? My kid had just started school, bills were piling up, and here I was wrestling with this digital dinosaur. Some days, I’d just stare at the screen thinking, “What am I even doing with my life?”
But you know what? Working on “honey hannah” taught me a ton. Not about fancy new tech, but about resilience. About how to solve problems when you have almost nothing to go on. It taught me patience, big time. And it made me appreciate well-documented systems more than ever before, believe me.
Eventually, I managed to get “honey hannah” into a more stable state. Documented what I could, cleaned up some of the worst parts. It wasn’t perfect, not by a long shot, but it was better. And weirdly enough, I kind of developed a grudging respect for that old system. It was stubborn, but it had character.
That whole experience with “honey hannah,” coupled with getting kicked to the curb by my previous employer for no good reason, really made me re-evaluate things. I realized I didn’t want to be just another cog chasing the next “big thing” if it meant no job security and dealing with poorly managed projects. Now, I focus more on solid fundamentals and projects where I can actually make a difference, even if it’s not the flashiest stuff out there. And “honey hannah”? Well, I hear it’s still chugging along. Good for her.