My Day With a Photographer

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A couple of weeks ago I met a professional photographer at a party. I felt eyes on me as I was taking pictures. He walks over to me and looks at what I have taken. After me just being me, he invited me to his next gig which happened to be on the beach. He said that I had this energy that he rarely sees. No he was not hitting on me because I do not have the right equipment.

I arrive at this private beach fifteen minutes early. Five minutes later this six foot perfect blonde walks up. As I am asking questions, which is a something I can not turn off, this man walks up. Turns out he is in charge of this shoot. I introduce myself holding out my hand. Instantly he is sizing me up maybe due to the fact that I am four inches taller than him. He said as he was walking past me “I think I remember Christian mentioning that you might show up.” I follow him like a puppy as well as the six foot hottie.

No need for a portable fan because the wind is blowing at least twenty knots. He sets up quick while ordering the blonde to her position. I pull out my camera when he said “What are you doing?”
“Christian said I could take pictures too,” I said.
“No. You are here to observe.” O.K. He began to take test shots when I take out my notebook. My hand is franticly writing when he said “WTF are you doing?”
“I’m taking…..”
“No! No! No!” So I stood there and watched him order this girl with a firm voice. He would yell be soft and playful that came out like he was calling plays at a football game.

I am surprised that I was able to learn anything from this idiot. I doubt that I am welcome to watch him again. He gave me a bad report to Christian. One thing he said was that I was not dressed in all black. Apparently when you are observing there is a dress code.

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