Over the last one year, I have experienced so many variations of "perfectionism" as an attitude that I am quite literally traumatised by it.
From Product Managers, who think every silly edge case that comes to their mind must be fixed before they sign off a work, to bystanders who look at a graphic and go "it's not good enough" until it excites them to look at it, or recruiters who wouldn't consider you, until your work is completely out of whack exceptionally great and spotlessly perfect.
Perfect Circles. Perfect Squares. Perfect Grids. Perfect Grammar. Perfectly Normal. I am tired of this shit. People get mad at Starbucks barristas who spell their name wrong!?! I still laugh about and remiss the days when sometimes they'd call me "Redit" or "Vivid". Life doesn't have to be that mechanical that we forget what human error looks like.
Nature is not perfect. It's imperfect. Like a Persian Rug, hand made and valuable for its imperfections. We must embrace the world's imperfections and learn to live with them. This is what makes us human and not robots.
