a picture is worth a thousand words...well I have a couple

I used to do photography at the community college for about 2yrs. and I really enjoyed it and yet there was one class that I was dreading taking, portraiture. Luckily I changed my major and decided to take my talent (that's an exaggeration) elsewhere. But my friend Tori decided that she was going to continue and pursue photography and so she has been taking all the classes that I took and it has prompted many funny conversations in which we talk about all the old people who were in our classes and refused to only take pictures of nature and birds, and all loved to befriend us coincidentally. It never failed that in a class of 20+ students 13 would be in the senior citizen category, I had one who was 60 and yet had a rolly backpack red spiked hair, only wore a bright pink and purple windbreaker and worked at sea world so ALL her pictures were of...of course sea world, which would be fine if we could skip the 20min. story that went along with them. So anyway Tori finally got to where she had to take portraiture and therefore she has been "enjoying" it thoroughly.
Where do I fit into this? Well Tori took advantage of the fact that I would be in the FL this week, and considering she was home schooled and doesn't get out much(this is a running joke between us trust me she takes no offense) she has already run out of models because each week you have to have a new one. Therefore I was called into duty. Well let's just say that those who don't do teach, and I always applied that to photography life. I don't like my picture taken, that is why I took them so for me to "model" it was not that comfortable. But I took one for the team and sucked it up. The plan was that I was to meet her 5:30 and it would be done quickly. Well that changed when Tori had to share her studio time with some other women from her class. I did not think this would be a problem, but quickly became one.
I enter the studio and this women was sooo ridiculous! She had brought her like 25 year old daughter who was dressed in all black skirt ensemble and black leather boots, it was real proactive and I am like in a sweater and skinny jeans, and yet
I am the one questioning my outfit choice. And the women begins to test the lights and proves within minutes she has NO idea what is going on because every ten seconds she is summoning the help of Tori. This is infringing on my life because I am mid conversation about the shambles that have been going on and so it is hard when you are being cut off constantly. Well the poses that this women is placing her daughter are out of control, and one comment and I quote..."wow that is ALOT of leg action I got in that one, but I think I am liking it, it is good!" At this point I am questioning whether she should be allowed to have a camera, and be on her way to a degree. And they are supposed to sharing this time and yet it has been 45 min.and we have yet to do any shooting on our part, mainly because she needed Tori's "great" affirmation for every shot and lighting, but this women was so wrapped up in her work not to notice what any child could that Tori's affirming words where laden with heavy sarcasm and just wanting it to be done.Well finally she is ready to let Tori have a "go at it," but decides that she needs to help us out with posing and therefore I became her next victim...
Well yesterday I got major sunburn on my shins and getting them in the pants was a situation in itself, but then it got worse. The women decided to stay and help and told Tori that she should take advantage of my beads(um what does that mean?)Tori positioned me and the women said that she thought I should be just like...and that's when she came at em no warning and grabbed my shin and started moving it across the floor. Inside I am dying screaming out for she is holding tightly to my burned leg. She continues to add her two sense in to EVERY shot and every so often coming and "helping position me" and then all of a sudden she forgot that she wanted to use beads with her daughter so she needed the space again(keep in mind she had her daughter do poses in 3 different pairs of shoes and another outfit, and now remembered she needed beads)So we let her go again and regroup exchanging glances that mean more than words can say. The stuff that comes out of this women is beyond normal and I am just soaking it in. Finally we are done and I have to go to the bathroom and then I remember....This bathroom has caused so much fear in my life and I thought I would never have to go back but I did.
The story behind this is that I have a problem with public restrooms, ever since I watched scream 2 my life has never been the same. I have a vivid imagination and when I am in there I just see the scene play out and I run out of there so fast. When I took classes there they were always at night and the hallways were always dark because they were not in use, so it was hard enough to get into the bathroom and then once in there it was not much better. Let me describe this for you the bathroom has two doors and if you open one the other opens automatically. So it always creeped me out and then sometimes, no lie, one of the toilets will always flush on its own so I am just trying to get out. But tonight I cannot avoid it so I have to face my fear and go there. Let's just say it was not one of my shining moments, but I did business and left that place, this time hopefully for good.