Just4Fun_72
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Chris was having a good night, sitting at home, relaxing, and contemplating what to do. His wife Liz had left him everything as a result of her untimely death, including her photography studio. Chris had helped her out around the place, and had dabbled in the art, but never thought about taking it up seriously. Liz had given him enough pointers so he could take a decent photo, but there was so more to learn. Chris’s next thought took him aback. “I’m 45, and been doing the same thing for the last 20 years. It’s time for a change.” And with that, Chris had made his up mind. Chris started drafting his letter of resignation, and started looking at photography courses on line. By the end of the night, Chris had enrolled in a photography course that started in a months’ time, and had compiled his letter of resignation, giving his boss 2 weeks’ notice. The course was due scheduled to take 12 months to complete, and required a portfolio of works, so the instructors could gauge the overall skills of the class.
Chris looked at the clock, and saw that it was only 8 o’clock, so he picked up the phone, and rang his son, Richard. “Hi Richard,” Chris said when his son answered the phone, “I have some news for you and Marinda. Could you guys come over for dinner tomorrow night?” He asked after all the usual niceties.
With that done, Chris clicked print on his letter of resignation, and signed the letter, before sealing it in an envelope, and placing it in his work bag.
The next day at work, Chris handed in his letter of resignation, and completed the appropriate paperwork, and felt surprisingly good about it. Chris then spoke to payroll, and made the appropriate arrangements about his severance pay.
Chris got home at about 5:30, and started making a salad to the go with the BBQ steak for dinner. Once the salad was made, he went and got his late wife’s spare camera out of the camera bag she had in her office, and took a photo of the salad, making sure it was a clean, crisp photo, before placing the salad back in the fridge to chill.
Chris sat in his recliner, relaxed, and started on a beer, as he waited for Richard, and Marinda to arrive. Not long after that Richard arrived with Marinda. Chris let them in, gave Richard a beer, and then he headed out the back to start to BBQ. Richard, Marinda and Chris stood around the BBQ as the steaks cooked, but for some reason, Chris couldn’t take his eyes of Marinda. She was dressed casually, wearing a blouse, which covered her chest comfortably, and a long flowing skirt, her blonde hair was blowing softly in the breeze, and her womanly curves were not overly prominent.
Once the steaks were cooked, everyone headed inside, and Chris asked Marinda to grab the salad from the fridge, and Richard to grab some more beer. Once we were seated at the table, and everyone was served, Richard asked “What’s on your mind, dad? What’s this news you have for us?”
With that question asked, Chris had no option other than to answer it. So he took a deep breath, and said “Well Richard, I have decided to quit my job, and I am enrolling in a photography course. I am going to try and make your mum’s studio everything she dreamed it would be.”
The news went down better than Chris had anticipated. Richard actually seemed impressed with his determination, and vision. The rest of the meal went well, there were some jokes told, and the mood was generally pretty good. Once dinner was finished, and the plates were empty, Marinda cleared the table, and went in to the kitchen. Both Chris and Richard could hear the water running, which told them that Marinda was doing the dishes. Knowing that they had a few minutes, Chris decided to approach Richard about using Marinda as a model for my portfolio. “Richard, I have enrolled in a photography course, as you know, and need to compile a portfolio for my the photography course, before the course starts, and I was wondering firstly if you think Marinda would help me out by letting me photograph her, and secondly if you would object.”
Richard fell silent in thought, and didn’t answer me straight away, but when he did answer Richard said, “I don’t have a problem with it dad, but I can’t answer for Marinda. I think that is something that she should decide, not me. But I will go into the kitchen and talk to her about it.” With that said, Richard stood up, and headed in to the kitchen, leaving Chris alone at the table to finish his beer.
Chris looked at the clock, and saw that it was only 8 o’clock, so he picked up the phone, and rang his son, Richard. “Hi Richard,” Chris said when his son answered the phone, “I have some news for you and Marinda. Could you guys come over for dinner tomorrow night?” He asked after all the usual niceties.
With that done, Chris clicked print on his letter of resignation, and signed the letter, before sealing it in an envelope, and placing it in his work bag.
The next day at work, Chris handed in his letter of resignation, and completed the appropriate paperwork, and felt surprisingly good about it. Chris then spoke to payroll, and made the appropriate arrangements about his severance pay.
Chris got home at about 5:30, and started making a salad to the go with the BBQ steak for dinner. Once the salad was made, he went and got his late wife’s spare camera out of the camera bag she had in her office, and took a photo of the salad, making sure it was a clean, crisp photo, before placing the salad back in the fridge to chill.
Chris sat in his recliner, relaxed, and started on a beer, as he waited for Richard, and Marinda to arrive. Not long after that Richard arrived with Marinda. Chris let them in, gave Richard a beer, and then he headed out the back to start to BBQ. Richard, Marinda and Chris stood around the BBQ as the steaks cooked, but for some reason, Chris couldn’t take his eyes of Marinda. She was dressed casually, wearing a blouse, which covered her chest comfortably, and a long flowing skirt, her blonde hair was blowing softly in the breeze, and her womanly curves were not overly prominent.
Once the steaks were cooked, everyone headed inside, and Chris asked Marinda to grab the salad from the fridge, and Richard to grab some more beer. Once we were seated at the table, and everyone was served, Richard asked “What’s on your mind, dad? What’s this news you have for us?”
With that question asked, Chris had no option other than to answer it. So he took a deep breath, and said “Well Richard, I have decided to quit my job, and I am enrolling in a photography course. I am going to try and make your mum’s studio everything she dreamed it would be.”
The news went down better than Chris had anticipated. Richard actually seemed impressed with his determination, and vision. The rest of the meal went well, there were some jokes told, and the mood was generally pretty good. Once dinner was finished, and the plates were empty, Marinda cleared the table, and went in to the kitchen. Both Chris and Richard could hear the water running, which told them that Marinda was doing the dishes. Knowing that they had a few minutes, Chris decided to approach Richard about using Marinda as a model for my portfolio. “Richard, I have enrolled in a photography course, as you know, and need to compile a portfolio for my the photography course, before the course starts, and I was wondering firstly if you think Marinda would help me out by letting me photograph her, and secondly if you would object.”
Richard fell silent in thought, and didn’t answer me straight away, but when he did answer Richard said, “I don’t have a problem with it dad, but I can’t answer for Marinda. I think that is something that she should decide, not me. But I will go into the kitchen and talk to her about it.” With that said, Richard stood up, and headed in to the kitchen, leaving Chris alone at the table to finish his beer.