Apocalypse Cookie
01-16-2008, 07:12 AM
This is the best place I could think of to put this, since I was the customer and it's not sucky (or at least, I hope I wasn't and I know she wasn't). I just thought it was funny.
I went to Wal-Mart to get some paper and glue since we were out at home, and while I was there I figured I'd get a pic I'd drawn on the computer printed there, since they'd be able to get better quality there than my printer at home could ever manage and I was hoping to enter it in an art contest with a couple of other works. Unfortunately, the Kodak kiosk couldn't read .png files, apparently, so I had to use the one that put orders into Wal-Mart's photo center's queue. That took an hour to process, of course, so I wandered around the store and got the paper and the glue in the meantime so that I could pay for them all at the same time later.
When the hour was up, I went back to the photo center and asked for my picture. I handed over the time slip when the girl at the counter asked, and she brought the picture to the counter, already in the envelope. Except the envelope had written on it in large print with red ink: "? Copyright ?"
The following conversation took place (to the best of my memory, and minus the stumbling speech that's particularly obvious when I'm caught off-guard by something):
Photo Girl: Is this your picture? *takes it out of the envelope so I can see it*
Me: *pleased with the relatively good quality (though the stars I was hoping would show better still weren't as visible as I'd have liked) but not sure what's going on* Well, yeah, that's it.
Photo Girl: Well I mean, did you make it? It looks like something you could have gotten off the internet.
Me: *quickly figuring out what's going on* Yes, I made that picture.
Photo Girl: Do you have anything that could prove it's yours?
Me: *starts to reach for the camera to get the memory card I put the .png on, before realizing that would be pointless* Not with me. I have the original on my computer, but...
Photo Girl: Okay, but I'll need you to sign off on it.
So she had me fill out and sign a paper stating that yes, the picture was mine and I have the right to print it. It still makes me smile to think of it now; I'd never thought I'd be stopped for something like that. I'm not sure whether I should be flattered or worried about the next time I want/need a pic of mine printed.
I went to Wal-Mart to get some paper and glue since we were out at home, and while I was there I figured I'd get a pic I'd drawn on the computer printed there, since they'd be able to get better quality there than my printer at home could ever manage and I was hoping to enter it in an art contest with a couple of other works. Unfortunately, the Kodak kiosk couldn't read .png files, apparently, so I had to use the one that put orders into Wal-Mart's photo center's queue. That took an hour to process, of course, so I wandered around the store and got the paper and the glue in the meantime so that I could pay for them all at the same time later.
When the hour was up, I went back to the photo center and asked for my picture. I handed over the time slip when the girl at the counter asked, and she brought the picture to the counter, already in the envelope. Except the envelope had written on it in large print with red ink: "? Copyright ?"
The following conversation took place (to the best of my memory, and minus the stumbling speech that's particularly obvious when I'm caught off-guard by something):
Photo Girl: Is this your picture? *takes it out of the envelope so I can see it*
Me: *pleased with the relatively good quality (though the stars I was hoping would show better still weren't as visible as I'd have liked) but not sure what's going on* Well, yeah, that's it.
Photo Girl: Well I mean, did you make it? It looks like something you could have gotten off the internet.
Me: *quickly figuring out what's going on* Yes, I made that picture.
Photo Girl: Do you have anything that could prove it's yours?
Me: *starts to reach for the camera to get the memory card I put the .png on, before realizing that would be pointless* Not with me. I have the original on my computer, but...
Photo Girl: Okay, but I'll need you to sign off on it.
So she had me fill out and sign a paper stating that yes, the picture was mine and I have the right to print it. It still makes me smile to think of it now; I'd never thought I'd be stopped for something like that. I'm not sure whether I should be flattered or worried about the next time I want/need a pic of mine printed.