Dear Sears Portrait Studio,
We are breaking up. I don't even have the energy to fully explain it all, but let's just say when I make an appointment with a particular photographer (i.e. the only one who is slightly decent at your crappy photo studio, and who also happens to be the manager), I expect to actually meet with THAT photographer. I don't want to meet with Miss Ditzy-Teeth-Missing-Hoochie who looks like she has never held a camera before. When I make an appointment with the good photographer THREE effing times in a month and every time (THREE!) he isn't there? Then, guess what? We are DONE. Done.
I haven't been just walking in. I have been SCHEDULING appointments. WTF?
How can the manager of the studio just not ever be there? How can he have appointments scheduled over and over and then just NOT SHOW UP? My kid is about to outgrow her dress that I want her photographed in!
God, I hate you Sears. I really do. You have made my life worse. I don't want to have to drive 45 minutes to the Picture People. I don't want to have to tell the Picture People to please zoom in and do some artful closeups. No. I want to drive 5 minutes to your store where your manager takes beautiful photos from interesting angles. Why is that impossible?
Maybe I'll give you one more chance. Just because you're so irresistable.
I hate myself.
Your beat-down slave
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