My Photography Nightmare | Whitney Beth Photography | Utah Family + Senior Photographer
 

Up until about a month ago the only reoccurring “nightmare” that I had involved a trip back to my home town, only to find that the entire cast of Macbeth has returned to do a special one night only performance of the play. (I was a theater kid in high school, we don’t need to talk about it lol) The only problem was that I had no idea this was happening whereas my fellow cast members had been rehearsing their old lines for weeks. I’m thrown back into my red, silk dress and pushed out on stage to be welcomed by the bright, hot, familiar, stage lights and a full house… and I can’t remember my lines. Then I wake up. 

Terrifying, and also highly unlikely.

But my new nightmare is alllll sorts of possible. 

Welcome to the busiest season of my photo career (accurate and present) and I’ve got a handful of clients waiting on print orders to get in. In my dream I have nearly 10 clients waiting on albums. Thanks to shipping delays and supply shortages things are taking forever to get in. (See? Pretty much real life) I come home from errands to see my porch littered with glorious, FULL, packages from my labs. My orders are in! Before I have time to contain my excitement I immediately start texting all my clients to arrange drop offs and pick ups for that day and the next. Once everything is scheduled I tear into the boxes and start unpacking my work. 

The first album I pull out and remove from the bubble wrap and binding springs open. Not normal. My lab GLUED THE SPINE CROOKED and now it won’t open or close properly. Leaving corners of the pages exposed and the leather stretching the glue with every open and pull. But I’ve already told my clients that I have their orders and that they are ready! Ah! I tear into the next one to find that the photos were “color corrected” and instead of matching my edits look horrible and saturated and grainy! The next album is full of picture that aren’t even mine! One by one I frantically empty the boxes to find every single thing I ordered is wrong. Now I have to not only re-order everything and wait for it to be made and shipped, but I have to call every client and tell them they won’t have their albums for Christmas. Then I wake up. 

Sheesh. Every time I have that dream I have to remind myself that it didn’t actually happen. As cringe as it is, bring back the theater dream! 

I’m also lucky in the fact that if that ever did happen, my clients are the best and as much as it would suck to have to tell them the news, I know they’d be understanding. 

Cheers to busy season.