I once had a Sony camera. Time passed, I had a new one. I was very proud with the photos I took. I show them to a friend. He was very critical. Not sharp enough, not enough contrast, poor quality photos. I rejected his comments, and was very puzzled to know that he found my photos to be of poor quality. Years passed, I remained with his critique in my mind. Now, many years after the critique, I agree with him. Most photos I have taken at that time were of poor quality. And I’m not even a real photographer. Another story: I did a web site for a relative of mine. I worked for two days at that web site, I made videos. I was impressed with the result. At the end, I wanted to just go home and have this job considered to be done. The person insisted I stay one more day and work at the web site. I was puzzled. The web site was done, I had worked at it quite a while, and that person considered the web site incomplete. Reluctantly, I stayed one more day. Boy, was I happy to do so. In that day I solved lots of minor imperfections. In the end, the web site proved to be one of the best I had made. The improvement wasn’t from 20 to 90%, but it was from 80 to 90%. And it felt good. Had I stayed a few more days, it would have been even better. You …
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