Last night I encountered a lively gent in front of my friendly neighborhood supermarket. The chap was selling portrait packages. “Eight photos for $10, giiiiirl!!”
I had that brief moment of dread as I approached the store. This is not going to be a saleman to whom I can politely decline interest and leave.
I was right.
Guy: “Hey, I know you want some pictures made. Look at these babies. These families. You can get you family some pictures!”
Me: “No, but thank you.”
“Aw, you got no kids?”
“You got a husband? You can pose with your husband.”
“No, I don’t have a husband.”
“Hey, you can do a diva shot, you know? You got a sweetheart on the side? Maybe you two can do a few poses.”
[At this point he showed me what poses might look like.]
“Oh my goodness.”
“No sweetie on the side? Maybe we can do some pics.”
[I think my eyes grew a little wide here with incredulity.]
“I really need to get my groceries.”
I think we’re all getting just a little too comfortable with each other these days…