Slice of Life Sunday: laughing at myself

Just about every month at the office, I assist two of my coworkers with photographing all the newest financial advisors at our company. I do a fine job as the reflector extraordinaire (I use it more to block the hair-light on the follicly-challenged than I do as an actual reflector). But I also serve as the test model for the first couple of shots. At first I wanted to get perfect pictures, so I made Alex delete the ones where I didn't think I looked good. But then we started to make it fun and kept all the "bad" ones. I mean, how many perfect pictures do I need of myself, anyways? And this is definitely helping me with my goal to not take myself too seriously.