But Jilli, these people are ENTITLED to do whatever they want. How dare you be upset!
For Pete's birthday, we went to a fancy steakhouse. While I am not
entirely
sure, I'm pretty certain that one of the guys seated at the table next to us leaned over and snapped a photo of me with his phone. I caught the movement as I was turning my head. Sure, he may of been taking a photo of the woman sitting next to him, but considering she was leaning forward, and he was leaning past her back, I kinda doubt it. If I had been more certain that's what he was doing, I would have leaned over and said something in a very sweet tone of voice.
Reason 76548 I need to not be an accountant:
I don't know where to put Bad Debt.
t bangs head on desk
Fantastic news, meara! Vibing salary~ma northward right now.
And this is why we love (and miss) Maria.
Hey, I'm trying to become a regular again! I still think you need to escape to DC for a weekend.
If I had been more certain that's what he was doing, I would have leaned over and said something in a very sweet tone of voice.
If it had been me, I would have bopped him over the head with my reticule. *Then* I would have sweetly told him that I appreciated the unasked-for invasion of privacy about as much as he appreciated the lump on his head.
YAY job-having meara!
BOO nosy picture-taking people!
YAY Maria being around more often!
BOO no sleep!
YAY lethal cuteness!
Yeah, that's all I've got.
I don't know where to put Bad Debt.
In the Accounts Receivable, under the Allowance for Uncollectible Accounts? Or if you already know the debt is bad, in Bad Debts expense?
Hey, I'm trying to become a regular again! I still think you need to escape to DC for a weekend.
::jumps on train pointed at Maria::
You don't know how much I would love that. Maybe this summer!
Jilli, I wish you'd had a chance to say something (to the jerk photographing you).
On a similar note, my boyfriend and I love to stroll around town taking photos of everything interesting. We're strict about not taking photos of any children unless we ask the parents (and the children). We've never had anyone say no. But I'd be filled with RAGE if I were a parent and some stranger started taking snapshots of my child. We've had parents tell us that they're grateful that we ask, because most people don't. I have always thought it slimy to take photos of people without their permission. And when you add children to the mix, what with teh internets and the crazies (e.g., the German website that linked to Cashmere's kidola), it's doubly slimy.