Flash bulletin from the engine room: you're still relying on "these guys" (and gals), you're just cost-sharing our salaries across whatever pile-o-garbage SaaS

Flash bulletin from the engine room: you're still relying on "these guys" (and gals), you're just cost-sharing our salaries across whatever pile-o-garbage SaaS you convinced your architect to engage, including my own large cloud provider. Hint: it'd be more effective (and cheaper) to employ us directly, but you do you. That said, at the end of the day, I'm still sitting in my Aeron and your "great time" just means concentrating an entire discipline of professionals into cloud companies and ISPs. In this dream scenario (for who?), you get to sit around waiting for ticket updates while your revenue craters instead of picking up the phone or using that hole on your face to communicate with a peer. I get to focus on systems at scale and on monitoring and metrics instead of an annoying developer who escalates to their SVP and makes an inter-org ruckus when their TLS certificate expires and they can't find the error in their voluminous Javascript "logs". To be clear: I'm having a great time. There's a suspicious TAM in between me and you now, and you don't have my extension. I prayed for this day across many developer escalations and still can't believe it's here. Seriously, people who are likely replaceable with Microsoft Access and a few Thoughtworks clones shouldn't throw stones at the professions completely supporting their Blue Bottle habit. Oh yeah, the Internet keeps on quietly working, too. Tip jar is to your left.