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Happy Nude Year

My life keeps getting stranger and stranger.

Tonight I went to the Giant Eagle to pick up my film from New Years. The envelope seemed a little thin, and it said something about there being a note enclosed. I pulled out the piece of paper, and it was some sort of form letter, addressed to me, personally, which basically said "we don't print those kind of pictures."

I'm thinking "what the hell?" because I was anticipating a roll of film of shit like people yelling "happy new year!" and riding around on bicycles. So I pull out the handful of pictures that are enclosed and look at them. They're of some woman I've never seen before, standing around in her bra and panties. I look at the negatives, and -- you guessed it -- the bra and panties are gone in the pictures that were not printed.

So to recap, so far this week I've dealt with a drug-addled check bouncer, a random perv with "a big one," and some naked woman who's probably wondering why she's got a bunch of pictures of my (fully-clothed) friends. Anyone care to place bets on what's gonna happen tomorrow?


Jan. 11th, 2006 04:40 pm (UTC)
I'm lucky in that I have a friend who is a photo lab manager, so I can take a picture of any old illegal activity and not fear about it being seen by the developer. Ritz Camera at the Waterworks, for the future reference of anyone who has some potentially questionable film to develop. I have been carting around a disposable camera undeveloped for like 5 years now because I'm terrified of what is actually on it.
Jan. 11th, 2006 04:43 pm (UTC)
I will confess that when I saw the thing on the outside of the envelope, my first thought was "did I accidentally get a picture of somebody with a bong or something?"

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