We Don’t Print Bold
I was fixing my photos on my Flickr account last night… and I remembered how it was when we still used film and manual cameras. I remembered our Agfa photo processing store…our family business.
I started working at our store at a young age (I don’t know if it’s a Chinese thing because all the Chinese hardware stores in our neighborhood also had the sons and daughters working at the store). My first tasks were counting the pictures (the machines were low-tech then, we had to actually count pictures. Now, the machine automatically counts and sorts the pictures.) and manning the cash register. I loved working at the store. I learned how to count money, give change and..unfortunately, how to make ‘kupit’ while working the cash register. And I got hours of entertainment looking at other people’s pictures while on counting duty=P It’s like I’m a voyeur into other people’s lives. I knew which customers went to the beach, which ones had parties, which ones have nice or crappy homes…etc.
After how many years of voyeur-ing other people’s photos, I have noticed some commonalities in their picture-taking habits…and some idiosyncrasies of Pinoys. I used the word ‘Pinoys’ here for ease but I don’t mean to say ALL Pinoys are like this. Our store, after all, was located on Kalentong St. Our customers were mostly class CD=)
