We saw the Batmobile driving toward our hometown.
Me: Batman’s coming to fight crime.
Spouse: But it’s Tuesday!
Me (seriously): it’s the only day he had free.
When you have to erase “NBD, it’s not like I’m an expert” in a reply to a doubtful email because, wait a second, I am an expert:
time for vacation, I’m so done with this shit.
One day I will cave in to my inner passive-aggressive tendencies and put up the following sign on the office water cooler:
“If you empty it, replace it.
~ancient proverb”
On second thought fuck it imma gonna do it anyway.
Five years ago, I had a Creative Writing professor who responded to our bad stories the same way: he would never say, "This is wrong." He would say, "How can we make this work?"
From then on, that's how I've viewed critique. Never kill an idea. Help it become its best self.