The first job The Mayor ever had after he completed Bartender’s College, was working as a photographer at a fashion shoot in Bracebridge, Ontario. The Mayor must have done a decent job because he was hired on for another shoot, then another, and before you know it, The Mayor had a full time gig photogging women and eating expensive sandwiches from catering tables.
This went on for a couple years, but it wasn’t something The Mayor wanted to do with his life, so he soon became restless. Sure, The Mayor enjoyed the craft table, working indoors, and hanging out with gorgeous women, of course. But photogging wasn’t his calling. He knew that. The Mayor would have quit photogging sooner, but there were certain things he really liked about his job that made him stay months longer than he should have. For instance, The Mayor loved playing “Got yer nose” with the models. It never got old. He also loved playing “pull my finger” with them as well. You would think that after asking a model to pull your finger 50 or 60 times they would catch on, but they never did. And after The Mayor tooted, he would say to them “That was you”, and the little idiots would apologize and walk away sheepishly. The Mayor never tired of that.
But 2 years was enough. The Mayor knew when it was his last day by the way he started acting. When photogging a subject, you have to put them in the frame of mind as to how your client wants their session served. For instance, if you want your subject to have a certain look, you must tell them exactly what you want. “Sad!, Angry!”, that type of thing. But it got to the point where The Mayor couldn’t care less what he was doing, and he started screaming out all sorts of commands to the models – “Angry! Sad! Hurtful! Spiteful! You’re a chicken! Fall Down! Pull my finger!”
And after that day, The Mayor was enjoying retirement.
True story, tell your friends.
And here’s Lily Aldridge, she will pull your finger if you ask her nice enough, The Mayor is certain of that.