I knew it!!!!! As long as in relations to ID photos, my husband would never trust a photographer from an ordinary shop. He always wants to do it himself. No, not himself, it will be me. I will be the one who’s going to take the photo for his passport or etc. Wow! That makes me very nervous.

But actually it looks fairly easy. Get people standing against a white wall as a background during the day time indoor when you can get perfect light, and put up the tripod and digital camera. Put person into the little window on your camera in the right position, but prior to that, you might need to do a bit make-up or brushing the hair or tidy-up the clothes. Then you seize the best moment when people have a natural smile…click….done!

It took me at least 40 photos to get one photo finally picked by my husband. He is fussy about this sort of thing. And I am a real bad photographer. I guess my husband trusted me just was because he can not do the same (repeatedly asking the photographers to take the photos) as he does to me. Who would buy him? One photo and one click…that’s all you will get mate!

I am a very casual person. Whichever the photo is, I don’t really care. It’s just a photo, who would stare at your ID photo and look at it forever? So I would never spend more than one hour working on that. 15 minutes are my maximum limits. That’s why when the photo graphic job has gone to the 30th minutes this morning, I started to feel exhausted and sick of clicking, and positioning and saying “smile” to my husband I was so glad that finally two batteries have gone flat.

We popped to the Officework after the lunch, carrying a USB and a SD card where the photos were saved. There was an instant printing machine available in the shop. So we almost printed it off right away. 49 cents were the cost for one photo, we printed 3. I was satisfied with mine, as long as it’s not too ugly. While my husband kept looking at his, and kept picking on the photos. I reckon he would never be satisfied with his photos, even he looks like Brad Pitt or the most handsome guy in the world.

At the end of day, he said “we will have to do it once again”. I was freaked out and just wanted to escape to the South Pole or somewhere he can never find me. Oh please, not again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!