Anon10/16/25, 03:42No.4475190
Imagine being a Leica salesman at an expo and having to be all like "damn, Joel Meyerowitz, you fuckin' genius, all talented with your random shot of nobodies doing nothing in NY streets where you couldn't even get a photo where they're not blinking. I would totally award you a prize for photography" when all you want to do is talk to Arri girls instead. Like seriously imagine having to be that guy and not only stand in that booth while Joel's forgettable pictures are flaunted in front of you, the white frames barely concealing their lack of meaning, and just stand there, NPC after NPC , hour after hour, while they perfect the con. Not only having to tolerate the dull fucking visage but their smug attitude as everyone near the booth says Joel STILL GOT IT and DAMN, JOEL MEYEROWITZ'S PHOTOS LOOK LIKE THAT?? because they're not the ones who have to sit there and stare at his soulless fucking random pics transform into types of boredom you didn't even know existed before that day. You've been absorbing nothing but a healthy diet of landscapes and tableaux and later alleged staged assassination attempts for your ENTIRE CAREER. You've never even seen anything this fucking disgusting before, and now you swear you can taste the latkes that were eaten in that meeting where they decided how much they'd pay their fellow Jew as they spinned that dreidel, smugly assured that you are enjoying the opportunity to get paid to sit there and revel in his "quirky (for that is what they call those snapshits)" photos, the photos he worked so hard to promote with jews the previous months. And then the CMO calls for another expo, and you know you could kill every single person in this room before security could put you down, but you sit there and endure, because you're a fucking BA. You're not going to lose your future Leica career over this. Just bear it. Hide your face and bear it