by Michael C.
as questions of decision or choice arise, human
science is at a loss.
Samantha tried to decide what photo to use on her
new Facebook page.
It has to be just right,
because everyone will see it . . . including my
The first picture she
considered seemed to possess all the right
I look pretty, my
clothes are nice, and I have a friendly but
For several moments she
contemplated uploading it but then changed her
No, its kind of
stiff and nerdy.
Thumbing through her photo
album, she came across another possible candidate.
Oh, I liked my hair that
But she quickly decided
against it, because she was no longer a platinum
Maybe this yearbook
picture would be fun.
Samantha noticed that a
pimple was visible on her cheek and dismissed the
Dammit, if it werent
for that, Id use it.
Another photo struck her as
Bet this one of me in my
Snoopy pajamas at six years old would get
After a short pause, she
ruled it out as off point.
Everybody will think Im
not serious and that Im stuck in the past.
She discounted yet another
snapshot with her current boyfriend.
Its cute but who
knows how long well be together?
Next to it was a picture
that excited her.
This one of me hiking
makes me look healthy and outdoorsy.
But ultimately she thought
it made her look like a jock.
Besides, it may give the
impression that I play more than I work.
Another picture depicted
her as a senior center volunteer.
It sure shows my serious
side, but I hate what I have on.
Samantha was down to two
choices as she reached the last page of her album.
This one of me with my
granny is really sweet.
But once again she
determined that it wasnt right.
I think it should be
just me, not with a family member.
The final photograph nailed
it for her, and she posted it without thinking
Wow, my butt really
looks great in that thong bikini.
In minutes, she had more
Friends than she ever imagined possible . . . but