Showed some of the friends at work the photos from that evening out having drinks for the 30th birthday and all, and they said I was photogenic.
Yeah, right is what I was thinking - even without the whole thinner face, thinner neck look I would want with a bit of a loss of weight, my self image in the work place is not very good, and would not a good picture take.
The way I see myself at work, and think that others see me, is of a quiet, stiff backed, workaholic. I don't get out away from my desk half or a quarter as much as most of the others on the floor, I hardly have the non-work related chats that almost everyone else seems to have, and therefore am very unsure of myself in the social hierachy of the place. Heck, I'm unsure of myself in the work related side of the place as well, tell the truth, and have a belief that all the stuff ups I do are vigorously catalogued or something.
Stupid, eh. And therefore consider myself as one of the staff more at the periphery of any social structure at the place, which I take to logical conclusion when going out, most of the time I am a wallflower, stuck to the err, wall, or trying to deflect focus away from myself, I'm not important, blah blah blah. When I am the focus of an evening, like that Friday a couple weeks back, I don't know what to do with myself :)
If only photography could show our true tortured souls - have Christina Aguilera in my head now, singing You Are Beautiful. I know it is more a chick song, but guys can be screwed up as well :)
Photogenic, yeah right.
Pauly
Yeah, right is what I was thinking - even without the whole thinner face, thinner neck look I would want with a bit of a loss of weight, my self image in the work place is not very good, and would not a good picture take.
The way I see myself at work, and think that others see me, is of a quiet, stiff backed, workaholic. I don't get out away from my desk half or a quarter as much as most of the others on the floor, I hardly have the non-work related chats that almost everyone else seems to have, and therefore am very unsure of myself in the social hierachy of the place. Heck, I'm unsure of myself in the work related side of the place as well, tell the truth, and have a belief that all the stuff ups I do are vigorously catalogued or something.
Stupid, eh. And therefore consider myself as one of the staff more at the periphery of any social structure at the place, which I take to logical conclusion when going out, most of the time I am a wallflower, stuck to the err, wall, or trying to deflect focus away from myself, I'm not important, blah blah blah. When I am the focus of an evening, like that Friday a couple weeks back, I don't know what to do with myself :)
If only photography could show our true tortured souls - have Christina Aguilera in my head now, singing You Are Beautiful. I know it is more a chick song, but guys can be screwed up as well :)
Photogenic, yeah right.
Pauly
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