There is a specific brand of terminally online “if it isn’t perfect it isn’t worth doing” contributes-nothing-naysayer that you see all over the internet, and every time I see them I think of this poem.
Their knee perk reactions are so automatic that I genuinely do not think a single thing could be done to thier satisfaction.
That’s funny I’ve had the “…but not quite” in my vocabulary for years and I never realized where it might be from.
There is a specific brand of terminally online “if it isn’t perfect it isn’t worth doing” contributes-nothing-naysayer that you see all over the internet, and every time I see them I think of this poem.
Their knee perk reactions are so automatic that I genuinely do not think a single thing could be done to thier satisfaction.