Depends on what type of camera they hand me and how fast they look.
How fast are you?
This reminds me of an article I read a couple of weeks ago. It's not about running speed but about camera quality in general.
"Just about any camera, regardless of how good or bad it is, can be used to create outstanding photographs for magazine covers, winning photo contests and hanging in art galleries. The quality of a lens or camera has almost nothing do with the quality of images it can be used to produce."
Doesn't bother me much... well, maybe a little, but not much more than some homeless guy bugging me for change...
true but the homeless guy normally you just pass onward its "socially unacceptable" almost to refuse to take someones picture with their camera if they ask.
"Just about any camera, regardless of how good or bad it is, can be used to create outstanding photographs for magazine covers, winning photo contests and hanging in art galleries. The quality of a lens or camera has almost nothing do with the quality of images it can be used to produce."
It doesn't bother me at all. I do it to perfect strangers as well. How else are you going to have photo memories of vacations, etc.? You can't very well set up a tripod and use the timer wherever you go.
It doesn't bother me at all. I do it to perfect strangers as well. How else are you going to have photo memories of vacations, etc.? You can't very well set up a tripod and use the timer wherever you go.
true true, but something about the act of giving a complete stranger your camera and asking them to take the pic just makes me alittle uneasy....
What DOES bother me is when strangers touch me. Like yesterday when a guy in the local liquor store was trying to get my attention to ask me a question when I was paying the cashier. He touched my arm when I didn't respond to him. THAT weirds me out. Don't fucking touch me.
Beggars, on the other hand, do bother me. Not all of them - I don't mind the polite ones, but the ones who keep harassing you after you refuse to give them money annoy the fuck out of me.
The other day I had one who just wouldn't give up. I'm pretty sure that he would have tried to mug me, had I not been a foot taller and about 50 lbs heavier than him.
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