Bad ID pictures
 

:mad: So we have to get new badge pics for our new badges at work (now with rfid chips)... And I H.A.T.E. my new picture. My old one (taken in September) was pretty good. This one has my fakest smile, and a half-a-dozen chins (which I do have, but were successfully hidden in the last pic.)

And the badge has to be worn prominently displayed, for all to see.
:angry:

Everyone's got to have a bad ID story - c'mon, make me feel better.

to be honest, my mugshot wasn't that great.

You know how everyone complains that their driver license photo is horrible? Mine was. It was so bad even the people who took the thing wanted me to redo it. I refused, though, because I thought that if I ever planned to rob a bank, or was kidnapped, or missing, then that is the photo that would have been on the tv or milk carton and the idea pleased me.

Oh, God, my drivers' license! If I really look like that, somebody ought to put me out of my misery. I look twenty years older, fifty pounds fatter, and homeless.

And NO, I am not going to post it.

I look like a freak in both my Driver's license photo and my work ID photo. I think they should let you bring in your glamour shots to use, or at least some of your best drunken attempts at looking hooman.

Pictures. We need pictures.
I look like a dufus in this one from our phone directory, but I've taken worse.

My military dependant ID made me look bald. But not TOTALLY bald, just bald on top with a fringe of hair around the sides of my head. Go figure.

I had a really great pic on my last passport, but it's about the only good id pic I've ever had. My licence pic at the moment is horrible.

My theory about bad id pics is that the people taking those sorts of pics always make you feel like a total dick if you try to put on a nice face or something.

It's all their fault!

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It's ok. I still think galtt's hawt. :)

it's really not one of my worst....but, it was near to hand....

The ID pic for my swimming pool membership wasn't great, but in laminating the little card they managed to add a huge pink pimple (more of a boil, really) to my cheek (facial cheek that is).

I don't take a good picture...period!

ID cards, licenses, you name it. I look like I'm about to bite you if I should slip up and smile. I've made small children cry by "smiling". And the camera always seems to show me in bad light.

My company ID shows me with long blond hair, and my head tilted back and a big grin because I had just made the girl taking the shot laugh I hate it.

When I worked for Carphone Warehouse in the late nineties they brought in ID cards just before I left. Everyone used to have a little fob to open the front gate, and that was pretty much it for security. In fact I regularly lost mine, and it only turned up after one of my periodic cleaning frenzies, so I would wait by the gate and other people would swipe me in, no question.

The new cards were part of a much more rigorous security system. They logged the time each user came and went, and entry to some departments was barred unless you had special clearance. They had to be displayed at all times and staff were encouraged to challenge people not wearing a visible ID card. If staff arrived at the turnstiles without a card, their line manager had to come down to identify them and a record kept of all such transgressions - too many and you got a written warning.

Anyway, so far so paranoid. I had already handed in my notice, was pretty grumpy about this and other changes already and resentful that my slack manager was now pretending to work from home rather than calling in sick, but her absences were pretty much the same.

So the day I was scheduled to have my picture taken I wore no make-up, didn't do a last minute fluffing of the hair, didn't smile, didn't even - shock horror! - wear my contact lenses that day! The photographer took one look at it and said, "I don't think it really does you justice - shall we try again?" I looked at it and was completely satisfied. I looked dangerous. In fact I looked like Rose West.

I gave him me most dazzling smile and said, "No, it's great, thanks!" and which he wondered aloud why I couldn't have smiled at the camera like that. Which also pleased me. I wore my sulky child killing ID as a badge of honour until I left.

It is funny how so many of these pics look so bad and really distort one's features.