Picture: Car driving on suburban street in downtown Pleasant Hill, California.
File this one under: Photography is not a crime, or “Are you by chance a little paranoid?” After all, it was the British rock group, The Kinks, who reminded us that paranoia is The Destroyer.
Not long ago I stopped into a local camera to shoot a few frames on the Nikon D700. I wanted to test the focus tracking and frame rate, so the guy behind the counter walked outside with me while I burst off a few sets from the side of the street, aiming at random oncoming cars. A few moments later, a woman comes into the camera store and asks me what I was taking pictures of and why. It turns out she said she was a manager at a nearby Courtyard Hotel, and that “several of her guests complained.” This was at 2 pm on a weekday afternoon.
Ok, my immediate thought is, sarcastically, “Several Guests?” Let me guess… these are people who are there with someone OTHER than their spouse.
I looked at her blankly and said, “I’m testing the speed capability of the auto-focus servo and frame rate in conjunction with the continuous high speed shooting mode.”
What I really wanted to say was, “Yeah, I was spying on several of your ‘cheating’ customers. Why? What’s the problem with that? I was standing on a public street taking pictures of things in plain view.” I would’ve loved to hear her answer to that.
BTW – I hid the identity of person in this car, just in case they were guilty, or innocent.
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