>>3497277Bumblefuck, Georgia.
Tonight was a great example: Go to a fucking church to get some long exposures. This is a church directly off a main road with an intersection, grocery store, chickfila - whatever. There are cars on that road 24 hours a day, like 2 blocks from the interstate.
There I am minding my own business in this empty church parking lot on a Monday night clearly just taking pictures with a wide angle and a tripod. Lo and behold LITERALLY within 5 minutes of setting up, car pulls up directly behind me, lights on (never mind fucking up that 30 sec exposure thanks). Interrogation time! Half a dozen questions and not even a cop. Dude finally leaves me alone, but FFS what do you think I'm doing? Setting up a fucking RPG? TAKING RECON PHOTOS FOR ISIS?
Another great example: Walking downtown (again, podunk downtown with about 5 blocks total). Snap pic of postman putting mail in a mailbox with a 50mm (on APS-C so it was closer to 80mm, and I was nowhere near their personal space) and in a fucking NANOSECOND dude is up in my shit yelling at me that I can't take a picture of a Federal employee and demanding I delete the picture.
Another great example: Walking downtown again around 6-ish pm, waiting for better light but still getting some ok shots of buildings, mainly just fucking around. Allman Bros Cover Band #4627 is loading in the local podunk music hall to play covers for chump change. I just happen to be walking somewhere nearby as this is going on. Dude that looks like the lead singer is walking down the street with some chick to my left. As he sees that I have A CAMERA-SHAPED-CAMERA, dude quite literally stops mid-sentence, grabs his GF, and swaps sides with her so he is between us and now on my left. Dude death stares me the entire time as I walk by as if I wanted to take a picture of either of them.
But hey let's ignore all those people with cell phone cameras.
