Having had the same unattractive photo on my license for the past nine years, I assumed that I would waltz back out into the heat, carting the new license, bearing the same awful picture. Consequently, I didn't bother to dress for the occasion, let alone liven up my pasty face with any sort of makeup.
To my surprise, the cheerful clerk informed me that she'd be snapping a new picture for the license. Without further ado, I am standing in front of a blue curtain, and she snaps a new pic. Mind you, I looked like hell.
Driver's license photos are rarely flattering. But I can truly say that my new picture has to rank as one of the most dreadful ever snapped. Yes, I could fix myself up and get another photo, but I am too cheap to spend the money to do so. So, until 2018, I am stuck with a hysterically hideous photo.
Perhaps I'll affix a small "Thank you for not laughing at this picture" sticker on the bottom of the license. And I'll make darn sure, the next time I need to diddle with the license, that I'm wearing makeup!
