I was a young buck at age 38 years with a dark moustache when this photo was taken. There’s a story behind my continuing use of this youthful photo and I share it with anyone willing to listen.
Click here and read the story.
Every now
and then I pass out a business card to a stranger who gazes at it in
wonderment, probably because of the expectation gap created when they compare
the business card photo to what they see when looking at me.
Their wonderment, sometimes with an accompanying drool, makes a great Kodak moment. I quickly bring them back to a now awareness by telling the Charles Atlas business card story.
Their wonderment, sometimes with an accompanying drool, makes a great Kodak moment. I quickly bring them back to a now awareness by telling the Charles Atlas business card story.
Then I have
the critics about what I’m doing. One recent
critic was a former co-worker from almost 35 years ago.
He saw my eternally-youthful photo on LinkedIn, the world’s largest internet professional network. and then quickly took it upon himself to send me a private message telling me to get honest and post a real photo of me.
He saw my eternally-youthful photo on LinkedIn, the world’s largest internet professional network. and then quickly took it upon himself to send me a private message telling me to get honest and post a real photo of me.
I quickly
replied thanking him for doing a good job as a LinkedIn police officer but
politely told him to mind his own business.
I also sent him a website link to my Charles Atlas
business card story.
My wife is
another one who likes to remind me I need to get honest and use a recent photo
rather than my circa 1993 classic. She also
reminds me how I don’t wear a business suit anymore so my business card photo
should be of me wearing my casual attire that has become my business uniform du
jour nowadays.
No is my quick reply to her pleas.
No is my quick reply to her pleas.
Finally, a
person I know in cyberspace recently send me a message sharing how he saw me and
my photo on LinkedIn. He gave me a
compliment of “pretty good photo” or something like that.
I explained
to him, as I’ve done with others, that the photo is me 20 years ago and sent
him the Charles Atlas business card story.
While I always
blow my trumpet in jest how this middle-aged man sees a 16-year-old kid when
looking in a mirror, I privately acknowledge that I’m a little more leathered
and weathered nowadays.
Pax
Domini sit semper vobiscum
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