tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706867684354336699.post5187505614629255146..comments2024-03-29T01:08:08.115-04:00Comments on the bitchy waiter: My Photographic MemoryThe Bitchy Waiterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04416218015992830876noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706867684354336699.post-33693593699628053782011-10-31T13:40:07.169-04:002011-10-31T13:40:07.169-04:00Great post! I'm sad to say that this happened...Great post! I'm sad to say that this happened to me, too. I recommend that everyone take as many pictures as they can ... document as many memories as time will allow! Take the time to name the digital files in detail or write on the back of printed photos. Why my grandmother passed away, she left behind hundreds of photos of people that no one but her could recognize. I so wish that she had taken the time to describe the pictures that were important enough to her to save.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706867684354336699.post-24979821503779224532011-10-30T19:14:07.714-04:002011-10-30T19:14:07.714-04:00I just got home from visiting my Grandma and Grand...I just got home from visiting my Grandma and Grandpa (Grandma has been sick for a long time and weighs 78 pounds...and is at the mercy of irresponsible Grandpa). I learned from Mom on this trip that in the move they made to a retirement home 3 or 4 years ago, Grandpa somehow threw away PRICELESS old photos of Grandma's family when she was little (all 7 brothers and sisters and her Mom and Dad). I LOVED looking through these now-lost pictures with Grandma as a little girl, and I'm SO sad that I'll never see them again, especially cuz she's ailing now! Pictures are so special, and I'm glad you help preserve memories for others :).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706867684354336699.post-12988201522928467432011-10-28T19:02:32.898-04:002011-10-28T19:02:32.898-04:00totally rememeber that trip, the pictures would ha...totally rememeber that trip, the pictures would have been of us all wet as it rained that day...tracynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706867684354336699.post-63265469414900661272011-10-28T16:41:28.176-04:002011-10-28T16:41:28.176-04:00"I don't recall if it was the Nina, the P..."I don't recall if it was the Nina, the Pinot Grigio or The Santa Margherita..."<br /> <br />Oh my God, Bitchy, you KILL me!!!<br /><br />In 2002, I took my son, who was 8 at the time, to Italy for 6 weeks. I made the mistake of letting him use my camera bag to carry his tokens to the arcade without first taking the many rolls of film out of it. I'm sure you know where this is going...Yep, all my photos of this once-in-a-lifetime trip with my baby were gone. :( It still makes me sad just thinking about it.ChiTown Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09240876368610100419noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706867684354336699.post-87013097842078825182011-10-28T16:37:17.636-04:002011-10-28T16:37:17.636-04:00awww this is so sad :(
I used up a whole roll of ...awww this is so sad :(<br /><br />I used up a whole roll of film on my love-bird when I was a kid. While I was waiting for the film to develop, they died. And then it turns out the film "burned" and the photos were gone forever :(Ghadeerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04811397676327530873noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706867684354336699.post-50701608559077559212011-10-28T10:56:30.962-04:002011-10-28T10:56:30.962-04:00. . . .and then little Jimmy grabbed the camera an.... . . .and then little Jimmy grabbed the camera and said "Let ME see!". "Be careful Jimmy" said his mom. "Why? I wanna see!" said Jimmy. He grabbed the camera, pushed a few buttons and . . . "Oh No! JIMMY! You deleted all the photos! I TOLD you to be careful!. . . <br /><br />Sorry. I had to finish the story in my head.Mary A.https://www.blogger.com/profile/02662061273721145591noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706867684354336699.post-80191071758723900422011-10-28T10:06:50.834-04:002011-10-28T10:06:50.834-04:00So sad! I actually had the opposite happen a few y...So sad! I actually had the opposite happen a few years ago. I found an old role of..what's it called? Oh yes - FILM in a drawer. Had it developed, and lo and behold, it was a black and white photo session from 1985 of my gorgeous best friend in his backyard, looking all collegiate and pensive. What a treat!<br /><br />I don't take people's pictures anymore. The last time some tourist from Tashkent asked me to take a picture, the camera was actually gooey. So nasty. So now I recognize that look on a tourist's face, gaze off into the distance, and quicken my pace.MarketsNYChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01582770489971518716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706867684354336699.post-84746157171368384452011-10-28T09:37:01.587-04:002011-10-28T09:37:01.587-04:00You amaze me. So DAMN funny! AND your blogs are s...You amaze me. So DAMN funny! AND your blogs are so dead on. :)Meriah Montgomerynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706867684354336699.post-90399200118539211672011-10-28T09:33:27.416-04:002011-10-28T09:33:27.416-04:00I worked as a one hour photo technician for a whil...I worked as a one hour photo technician for a while. Fancy name, easy job. Every now and then, I'd get the occasional "private" photo come through on a roll of film, but it was few and far between.<br /><br />And then, one day, Lady Luck smiled down on me. A couple of cute guys, frat boy types, came in with a disposable camera. They asked me if anyone would see the photos, and I assured them that the pictures would come out of the machine and go straight into an envelope. That was usually true because after a while, they all look alike, and it really wasn't worth the time it took to go through them. But something about these boys and the way they asked made me look at their photos when they came out. <br /><br />EVERY SINGLE PICTURE WAS OF PENIS!<br /><br />Most of them were a different one. Many of them were like someone had pulled out the waistband of their boxers and taken a quick snapshot. A few were actual body shots. One even had a face with it.<br /><br />Needless to say, copies were made. <br /><br />This is anonymous, because reading what I just wrote, it seems creepy, but hey, if you are going to asks someone to develop a roll of film full of dick...<br /><br />Anyway, you know me, so I figured I'd share my story with you here.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706867684354336699.post-36237547729071048822011-10-28T09:31:35.713-04:002011-10-28T09:31:35.713-04:00You have my sympathy, On Easter 1977 I took pictur...You have my sympathy, On Easter 1977 I took pictures of the family dinner and sent them away to be "developed".<br />Never got them back and was told they were lost...."Oh well" thought I, there is always next Easter! Well next Easter never came. My mom passed away a month later and those were the last pictures ever taken of her...Thank goodness for digital cameras!crazycacahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18198482092478647448noreply@blogger.com