It’s 11:47 AM. I’ve already triaged Slack, answered a pile of emails, sat through a standup, and made way too many small decisions before lunch. My brain is cooked.

And now someone’s asking: “What do you want for lunch?”

I don’t know. I genuinely don’t know. Not because I don’t have preferences, but because the part of my brain responsible for preferences has clocked out. It gave everything it had to “should we use the existing API or build a new endpoint” and now it has nothing left for burritos vs. sandwiches.

So I built a thing.

The tool

Decision Maker is aggressively simple. You type in options. You click a button. It picks one. That’s it.

No algorithms. No weighting. No “but what if you regret it” logic. Pure random chance with a little animation so it feels like something is happening.

Why this exists

I just noticed that by noon I’ve burned through whatever part of my brain handles choosing things, and then I’m standing in the kitchen staring at the fridge like it owes me an answer.

The annoying part is that I don’t even care where I eat lunch. I’ll be fine with any of the options. I just can’t pick one. The picking is what’s broken, not the options. And “just pick something” doesn’t help. If I could just pick something, I wouldn’t be standing here. That’s the whole problem.

How I actually use this

Lunch, obviously. But it’s crept into other stuff.

Which kid picks the movie. This one is genuinely great. Eliminates the “but they picked last time” argument entirely. The computer is neutral. The computer has no favorites. You can’t negotiate with the computer. My kids have accepted the computer’s authority faster than they’ve ever accepted mine. I’m choosing not to think about what that means.

What to work on next, when I have three tasks of roughly equal priority and I’m just sitting there cycling between tabs. Starting is the hard part. Once I’m doing a thing, I’m fine. It’s the choosing-which-thing that kills me.

Settling dumb debates with my wife. Should we drive the scenic route or the highway? Neither of us has a strong opinion but someone has to commit. Computer commits.

That’s it

It’s a random number generator with a button. I use it more than I expected to.