Insult of the Week

The other day I was making a box. You know, taking a flattened out box and taping it together into a functional 3-dimensional object. I tend to have issues when I have to perform this task on my own, as I insist on all the ends being perfectly even and having the flaps meet completely. After a couple of minutes of intense work I had my box complete, and although it wasn't perfect my tape wasn't even wrinkled so it passed...until Calvin looks at it, then me and says, "That looks awful."