Today I had my headshots taken for work. It's not like in the style of actors and thespians, but rather formal. I was scheduled for 45 minutes and i didn't understand why it would take that long. Indeed, it took all 45 minutes and some. I'm still wearing the makeup that was applied on my face. I took more pictures today than I have in the last 2 years: Probably enough to classify me as a narcissist. Now I understand the value of a photographer because he works hard to bring out the best smile and look. At least they'll photoshop the pixs.
My current headshot is not so flattering. A coworker recently asked me if I wanted to be setup with her girlfriend, and I simply said no. She told me after asking me that she had emailed my current pix to her friend, and the girl's initial question was if I was a FOB. We both had a good laugh.
Speaking of pictures, I have a buddy who was in the reverse situation. He was sent a pix of a friend's coworker and he agreed to go on the date. He later told me that he was a victim of facebook fake out. He said the girl didn't resemble anything like the emailed pix. He even questioned if that pix was an actual pix of her and not someone else. Now that's funny.
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