The Arch

So I did a dumb thing and volunteered to have my picture taken at work. (Note to self: fine print is fine for a reason... they WANT you to not read it!) They said they were putting together a presentation and needed some photos of work-setting situations and expressions. I think I have an expressive face. I have been taught to share talents. Hence, my volunteering.

So, we did a few casual shots and then they said, "do suspiciously confused." Now, it's quite natural for me to whip out The Arch, so this was not difficult instruction. But I forget that not everyone has yet been exposed to The Arch. When they saw it, it took a moment for them to realize what they were seeing. Then the camera flash starting going off, take after take after take! They had flipped over The Arch. Long shots, close-ups, head-shots, you name it, they did it. And I was on top of my game. I couldn't take a bad picture; not with the Arch; it's impossible.

Afterward, I didn't feel that I had simply done my civic duty in supporting my co-workers in the development of superior training materials, so much as give them a gift. The gift of the Arch. Which I've just now decided to re-name The Blue Magnum Arch.

Now, there were only a few of us in the room that day and I know some of you skeptics may be asking, "Oh yeah? Prove it." Well I can't... at least not with the photos they took. You see I signed a little waiver (more fine print! curses!). But I have a camera of my own and, while I'm not a professional photographer, I've done my best to recapture The Blue Steel Arch. Thus, here is my gift to you:


p.s. some details may have been embellished and/or fabricated for purely entertainment purposes.