It is a fairly common fact that I hate selfies. I probably have some deep seeded problem with most pictures in general, but I truly set this task up for failure. Maybe it was me, maybe it was the timing, but I have to admit that I failed.
For most of my teenage to young adult life, I was known as the photographer of my friends. I took pictures with my high school friends quite a bit, but it was probably because they appreciated the joys of captured memories. College and adult life ere different. I friends who invited me out because they knew I would be the photographer of the evening. Looking back on many special events, I have the pictures, but I don't have the pictures of me. It was like I wasn't there. I think I get this from my dad. He loves taking pictures, but rarely is caught in them. Even more elusive is the Chuckles photo with a smile. It is probably worth millions.
Well, I thought I would be spontaneous by trying something that I wouldn't normally do. I also don't normally talk to strangers unless it is for work. This is how I should have known this wouldn't work. Three things could go wrong from asking for a picture with a stranger.
1. I look physically goofy and people judge me
2. This sounds preposterous to the stranger and I am horrifically judged
3. I actually know the stranger and I look even weirder
Well lucky for me, I work at a university that is on summer break. I see the same co-workers every day. I never have to look strange with these people because they already know how strange I am. They know that I have frolicked on the edge and I take pills to make me happy. If I want a picture with someone, they would say, oh she probably just wants to use it for a collage or a prank or a fun new graphic.
Possibly my friends. I guess at the end of the day, I don't regret not finding a stranger to make uncomfortable. I know how it would have made me feel and I don't think that it is necessary to have any more versions of me out there. What I do regret is not taking enough pictures with my friends. I have some of the best friends in the world. I have new friends, old friends, and amazing family, but how many memories do I have to keep? Maybe I will be a next generation memory displayer and get text messages framed when my loved ones are gone. Maybe I will just take pictures or mental shots of social media profiles because that is who they are to me now. I don't want you all to be a check or a social media presence. I ant to remember the fun times we had and how utterly crazy weird we were... together. Let's capture that moment.