Okay, it's this picture (it's a Flickr link, not a FB link, so anyone can see it): [link] No one looks bad there. My mom is making a face, but I posted that picture b/c it was the only one of the large group shot where you can see my SiL.

No one looks bad! It's a good picture!

Wow, that's bizarre. I could understand if it was like "hey, can you take that picture of you and me down, I think it's really unflattering" or "OMG, did you not notice in the picture of Tim's whole family, I'm in the background photobombing with my skirt tucked into my hose?!?", but...there is nothing objectionable about that photo.

And everyone looks happy. Happy should trump most everything.

That's an awesome picture!

It's a good picture!

It's a great picture. She needs to chill. It's on her! Hopefully now that she's un-tagged that's sufficient.

To be fair to your aunt, Steph, she absolutely should be able to ask you to take something down. It's not like things don't have a long afterlife on the internet and images do find their way outside what seems to be a closed circuit in FB. Besides, with FB changing their privacy setting so often, it's hard to track who can see what.

I am weird about privacy (even though I am all over the internet) and frequently ask people to take down pictures of me that were put up without my consent. And I'd do it more if I were ballsier.

That said, if she's complaining about the one picture and not others, it's just weird and annoying.

(PS, Your family are supercute.)

Today has been complete and total bump on a log day. I moved the fifteen feet from my bed to the couch. Now I am back in bed, at 8pm

Steph, your aunt totally should have talked to you directly. I'm sorry there's still drama from your wedding.

Today has been the least stressful day at work in about a week. Part of it was riding a high from yesterday when I managed to close a $6000 appliance sale over the phone. Took me 40 minutes, way way way longer than the time I'm supposed to be on the phone and there were some issues but whatever. I got the sale. (Technically my sales goal for the day is 2% of the store's budget which right now is really high and that sale plus the other sales put us at 260% of our budget).

Today it was mostly small stuff, but I got someone their Duck Dynasty dvd and that woman was a happy camper (well it was for her nephew).

So today has gone okay. But people are coming to get stuff and I have to put calls on hold and the caller doesn't really get an option. I'm not saying "May I place you on hold?" it's "blah blah, please hold" and they go directly on hold.

So I picked up the phone and the guy was pissed, first he had to wait 15 minutes on hold (cry me a river, Monday I had people waiting nearly 45 minutes to get through the phone queue) and he wanted a PS4 (we don't have them, which is an issue with Sony, not us, believe me if I could I would sell them all day long),a nd finally he ended the call by saying "you were really rude and put me on hold without asking you Fucking CUNT!"

And slammed the phone down.

Which if he thought I was going to be upset or shocked or mad, well I wasn't. He doesn't know it though. I was mad I didn't get a chance to hang up on him.

I knew the day was coming someone cursed at me on the phone and I was waiting for it. And then I wore it like a badge of honor the rest of the day. At lunch I recounted the tale and a couple of the guys were 1) shocked that someone would say that over the phone and 2) that I wasn't really that upset by it and 3) it wasn't the first time someone had said something like that to me.

But I've done a lot of phone work and I was waiting for it.

I have to put calls on hold and the caller doesn't really get an option. I'm not saying "May I place you on hold?" it's "blah blah, please hold" and they go directly on hold.

I technically ask people but they don't really get a choice. Only once has someone actually just barreled ahead talking. Most people just say, "yes, ma'am" and wait contentedly. Fucking love that part of the military.

And only 2% of the time do I throw people on hold like it's the naughty step.