Cliche Come True
I tried to get one made at the big box store with a blue and yellow logo, but after a twenty-minute wait I was told that the "technicians" hadn't taken the photo right and I'd have to do it again, but heh, I didn't have to pay for it (as if I would have!) I sort of lied and said I would come back, but decided to go to a smaller chain that does photo processing and passport photos.
I did today. He said, "don't smile," so I took him seriously. It is the most hideous photo of me ever taken. I look like a criminal coming off a three-day drunk with bad big hair. My son said it looked like a five-day drunk. My husband was horrified. "Please tell me I don't really look like that" I begged. He said I didn't. He wouldn't have married me if I looked that bad.
Sigh. At least when one travels one usually looks bad and tired.