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From my experience of some camera club members, nothing much would surprise me. My last experience was while visiting a country show a few years ago. I'd obtained permission from the organiser to take some photos in the horticulture marquee 10 mins before judging finished and it was opened to the public. A local camera club were also taking photos at the show.
As I waited outside the tent for the agreed time to arrive I happened to meet and have a chat with a couple of the camera club members (we'd spotted each others cameras and you know how it goes!) and they seemed perfectly nice, friendly, people. The allotted time eventually arrived and I entered the tent. I'd walked about a third of the way along one of the isles and was confronted by a chap with a camera round his neck, who was probably in his late 50s and accompanied by a lady (also sporting a camera) who I took to be his wife/partner. "Who are you?" he demanded!
Now, I'd lived in that area some years previously and knew what some of the residents could be like (given half a chance), so I wasn't surprised by the way I'd been spoken to in the slightest, and I thought I'd have a bit of fun! I walked quickly up to him, put out my hand to shake his and replied with a smile "I'm ****** *******, and you are....?", said in such a way as to make him think that he should have heard of me, and that I was now questioning him as to who he was!
He stood there nonplussed for a moment, wondering what to do next, but before he could respond his companion sprung into action. "Oh, it's alright dear... I saw this gentleman outside earlier, and he was talking to our Chairman."!
The chap seemed to cough slightly, then moved out of the way and wandered off without a word. How I kept a straight face I'll never know; it reminded me of a support scene from Midsomer Murders, absolutely priceless! I know camera clubs are bound to differ, as do people, but it does make me wonder.
As I waited outside the tent for the agreed time to arrive I happened to meet and have a chat with a couple of the camera club members (we'd spotted each others cameras and you know how it goes!) and they seemed perfectly nice, friendly, people. The allotted time eventually arrived and I entered the tent. I'd walked about a third of the way along one of the isles and was confronted by a chap with a camera round his neck, who was probably in his late 50s and accompanied by a lady (also sporting a camera) who I took to be his wife/partner. "Who are you?" he demanded!
Now, I'd lived in that area some years previously and knew what some of the residents could be like (given half a chance), so I wasn't surprised by the way I'd been spoken to in the slightest, and I thought I'd have a bit of fun! I walked quickly up to him, put out my hand to shake his and replied with a smile "I'm ****** *******, and you are....?", said in such a way as to make him think that he should have heard of me, and that I was now questioning him as to who he was!
He stood there nonplussed for a moment, wondering what to do next, but before he could respond his companion sprung into action. "Oh, it's alright dear... I saw this gentleman outside earlier, and he was talking to our Chairman."!
The chap seemed to cough slightly, then moved out of the way and wandered off without a word. How I kept a straight face I'll never know; it reminded me of a support scene from Midsomer Murders, absolutely priceless! I know camera clubs are bound to differ, as do people, but it does make me wonder.
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