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If Finally Happened to Me

I was taking pictures at an antique fair yesterday when a woman (who was one of the vendors) became a bit hostile toward me.  She mistakenly thought I was taking her picture.  She exclaimed that she’d had a stalker and didn’t want to be photographed.  I explained that I didn’t take her picture (I much prefer photographing things and not people) and moved along.  She then took it upon herself to follow me and tell me about her degree in media studies, her stalker, and the fact that it was against the rules to take photographs in the building.  She said there were women and children in other parts of the building who were participating in sporting events, and insinuated I was some sort of creep for having my camera out.

I was polite, but horrified, and moved away from her as quickly as possible.  But the whole ordeal has made me feel uncomfortable about taking pictures in public places.  I know I’m well within my rights to do so, but having had someone cause a scene over it has really put me off.  The whole experience really was not nice.

When I got home and took the pictures off my camera, I found that, as I suspected, none of them showed any people.  One of my threatening photos can be found above.

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Full-time entrepreneur, part-time ukulele plinker, occasional photographer, skin care fanatic, slightly over-sized clothes horse, moderately-successful gardener, unapologetic crazy cat lady, creative soapmaker, happy hen keeper, and enthusiastic birdwatcher. I bake nice cakes, but can’t find a hat to fit.

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