Whenever I read the storybook romances of the New York Times wedding section, I think: The plural of anecdote is not data. In my time as a programmer and software engineer, I learned that the most heartfelt emotions collapsed in the face of cold quantitative analysis, just as so many loving marriages stand a good chance of ending in divorce. Inauspicious data scared me off marriage when I was younger, and it would have come as a surprise to teenage me that I’d end up in a relationship (and marriage) that has now spanned half my life. I can only attribute its provisional success to the power of software engineering and the wisdom I’ve gained from it.
Debugging The Program Of Everyday Life: How Software Engineering Saved My Marriage
How Software Engineering Saved My Marriage