I haven't got anything to say really, just kinda doing this because I'm bored and ill. Today a woman on the phone got really excited to hear that I'd be taking her son's portraits on Friday. It seems the kid is a raging homosexual infant and only allows men to take his photos. It was one of the rare occasions that anyones been excited to have me photograph their kid, most parents think its weird and unnatural for a 
man to photograph children. Speaking of weird and unnatural, a guy came in to pick up his portraits on Monday and when I presented him with the optional extras the lab includes, he flipped out saying printing portraits of his family without their permission is against the law and said he'd call the police right away and have me arrested. He then proceeded to tell me that I'd "be passed around like currency in prison" and that "those jail types love skinny photographer types." I don't even know where to start with that one. First, we own the images, not the customer. Yes we need permission to use them for any public purposes but to sell them to you, no we don't need permission. Second, I didn't print them, somebody in St. Louis did. Third, if it against the law, its a civil offense not a criminal offense. They don't send people to jail for breaking a privacy law. I made a joke and said that I surely didn't want to be arrested nor did I want to end up like the guys from that "Oz" show so I said the only solution to my problem was to give the prints to him for free. Well as you can expect from a catholic, he was pretty pleased. Oh did I mention the reason he didn't want them printed is because he knew we shredded them if he didn't buy them and the thought of "the images of his children being shredded offends his catholic interests?" One advantage to having feelings of derealisation is you don't really react to situations like that, its all the same whether good or bad.
I'm sick today, a deep chest cough and a really sore throat. It gets me off work for a day or two but I don't get sick pay so I'd better stretch my next pay cheque to make up for it. The good news is I haven't really felt depressed today, maybe just a little out of it. Last night I was in bed reading one of the books I bought at Value Village a few weeks ago and a receipt popped out the middle, I take a look at it and its the original receipt, it was purchased from the U of M bookstore on July 27th, 1989 which is spooky because I bought the book on Monday, July 27th, 2009. Exactly 20 years later. Cool eh?
man to photograph children. Speaking of weird and unnatural, a guy came in to pick up his portraits on Monday and when I presented him with the optional extras the lab includes, he flipped out saying printing portraits of his family without their permission is against the law and said he'd call the police right away and have me arrested. He then proceeded to tell me that I'd "be passed around like currency in prison" and that "those jail types love skinny photographer types." I don't even know where to start with that one. First, we own the images, not the customer. Yes we need permission to use them for any public purposes but to sell them to you, no we don't need permission. Second, I didn't print them, somebody in St. Louis did. Third, if it against the law, its a civil offense not a criminal offense. They don't send people to jail for breaking a privacy law. I made a joke and said that I surely didn't want to be arrested nor did I want to end up like the guys from that "Oz" show so I said the only solution to my problem was to give the prints to him for free. Well as you can expect from a catholic, he was pretty pleased. Oh did I mention the reason he didn't want them printed is because he knew we shredded them if he didn't buy them and the thought of "the images of his children being shredded offends his catholic interests?" One advantage to having feelings of derealisation is you don't really react to situations like that, its all the same whether good or bad.I'm sick today, a deep chest cough and a really sore throat. It gets me off work for a day or two but I don't get sick pay so I'd better stretch my next pay cheque to make up for it. The good news is I haven't really felt depressed today, maybe just a little out of it. Last night I was in bed reading one of the books I bought at Value Village a few weeks ago and a receipt popped out the middle, I take a look at it and its the original receipt, it was purchased from the U of M bookstore on July 27th, 1989 which is spooky because I bought the book on Monday, July 27th, 2009. Exactly 20 years later. Cool eh?
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