Went for a renewal of my driver’s license yesterday. Depressed because you know how these things come out, and I’d finally gotten a photo that I wasn’t ashamed to produce when necessary. Like today at the voting booth.
It came out what I would consider horrible, though I tried to remember to smile only slightly, to look up at the camera, and not blink or hold my eyes too wide open.
The lady said that she would check it first, then said yes, it was a good likeness. That depressed me even more.
Complaining to Him at home about how this has to be with me for six years, I get: Do you think you’re going to look better next year or the next?
Complete honesty in one’s spouse is reprehensible and possibly a case for justifiable homicide.
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Yeh, that’s men alright. Always thinking, seldom speaking, but always when and if speaking, speaking forthright about all that is practical in the matter. Can’t ask them to stop being practical cause that would mean they’d have to remain silent for their entire lives. And even at that, they would not get emotional, they’d just go to their caves and watch television.
Honesty, is NOT always a good thing. Once when I had gone to a new hairdresser and come home, my husband blurted out before he could shut himself up, that it looked like I went to the SAME groomer as our dog! I’ve never let him forget that and use it to my advantage whenever possible.
I had the best driver’s license picture last time and I BEGGED them to use the same photo (it still looked like me). But, no deal. Damn, those people!
The same thing happened to me. I finally had a great license photo for a few years, but had to give it up a couple of years ago for what must be the worst photo ever taken of anyone. I once had a job in a photo lab, processing mug shots, and most of those looked better.
So, I sympathize.
At least they ought to let you take it home and run it through Photoshop.