The sound came trough the editor’s door “Dammit Bill can’t ever get the job done right! Look at these proofs, The job was simple, no people, no distracting shadows!”
Bill heard this from down the hall knowing he’d have to spend the next few hours retouching the photos. He always did, that’s why he earned the high pay. These kinds of product shots were not easy, reflective brass surfaces and at least half a dozen onlookers, all thinking they knew how to take a better picture. So far no one had noticed the crumbs, he probably he caused them. Someone brought bagels and cream-cheese to the photo-shoot. Bill liked his bagels slightly warm and toasted and he just couldn’t eat a bagel without the aroma of the Maillard Reaction.
He already had a plan he was working on all morning. He’d first lock the door to the editing lab leaving the radio on for effect. He would disappear for the afternoon and sneak his better lighting equipment back into the room with the Bunsen burner. He’s go alone so he could get the job done right and satisfy the photo-editor the next morning.
An entry for Sunday Photo Fiction – December 11th 2016 writing challenge