Ok, so I admit it. I went and tried a second time to secure an acceptable driver’s license photo. And no it did not work out well…
For those who have not read the beginning of this saga you can read about it here.
I know, give it up bee-otch. Maybe you really are that ugly. Maybe you do have the neck the size of a linebacker. But seriously, I really don’t look that bad in person.
Jana came home from school and decided that she, too, was not happy with her photo. (starting to see a pattern here?). The Monday between Christmas and New Year’s we lost our minds and were unconscious enough to not realize the entire universe was off that week and at least three-quarters of that said universe thought DMV biz was a good idea. So off we went to have the pictures taken and then sit on the bench watching the numbers roll by on the monitors for somewhere in the neighborhood of an hour and forty-five minutes. I know, what a lovely bonding afternoon for the reunited college girl and her mom. Hey, it was a great place to people watch.
Finally we get called up. She pays her 17 some odd dollars and then I go to my window.
Clerk: Can I have your old license please?
Me: Look at that picture! Isn’t it awful?
Clerk: Really, do you think anyone looks at these?
Me: C’mon, admit it is awful
Clerk: Does it REALLY matter?
Me: Ok, I am vain. There I admitted it.
Clerk: Thanks, that’s all I wanted from you.
I swear, that was the conversation. Then she proceeds to tell me that I do not have to pay because you have 6 months to keep retaking your photo for free.
Me: For real?!!
Clerk: Now, ma’am, please do not become a serial DMV photo taker.
Regarding the photo at the top of this post:
I was playing around with the Mac’s photobooth features and decided that posterized would be the preferable filter for me to use on all official documents. What do you think? Kind of babe-ish in this shot, right? In a maybe a you swallowed a lava lamp sort of way, but I kind of like it.
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