often if I am working someone comes up and says wow nice camera that must take great photos or OH I have a X model ? trying to one up me
I just had that happen to me this morning but I'm used to it when standing on the beach with my 500. This time he really annoyed me.
Him: "Really? You're just shooting with a 5D?"
Me: "Yep"
Him: "Mark II?"
Me: "No"
Him: "Why? Are you sure it's fast enough?"
Me: "Yes"
Him: "You really should upgrade"
Me: "Why?"
Him: "More pixels, video and stuff. Don't you want video?"
Me: "No, I'm a photographer, not a videographer"
Him: "Hmm. Are you cold?"
Me: "Do I look cold?"
Him: "Yes"
The other line I get a lot is...
"Wow, looks like that camera would take great surfing shots! Will you photograph me?"
The worst are the folks that just *have* to stop me as I'm running into the water, fins in one hand, housing in the other.
"Oh wow! What is that? Some kind of a camera?"
Most times, I'll stop and explain it to them which is usually followed by, "Huh, I bet that was expensive."
The best image I still have in my head is when I photographing the Pipe Masters one year. It was an off day and there were only a handful of white lenses between Ehukai and Back Door. There's a commotion behind me and as I looked around, I was frozen in shock.
This guy, dressed in complete khaki (photo vest, cargo pants, boots, wide brimmed hat) is huffing and puffing across the beach. Trailing him is his wife or girlfriend totally burdened down with gear bags. He had a very very nice tripod in one hand and over his shoulder was slung a Nikon with a 600. However, the shoulder strap was not attached to the lens. It was still on the body. The lens was banging against his leg as he walked. Every few steps it would slip and drag in the sand.
He stops and sets up within a few feet of me. This for some reason always annoys me. There's hundreds of yards of open sand. A bazillion different angles. And you have to come right next to me?
He starts to set up the tripod and the camera falls off his shoulder into the sand. The sand at Pipe is rather unfriendly. It's coarse, wet and sticky. Not the kind of stuff you want to have all over your $10k camera and lens.
His wife comes up and literally flings the gear bags into the sand.
He looks over at me and gives the once over. Hat, no shirt, board shorts and bare feet. Small backpack with film, sunscreen and water. He audibly harumphs at me and turns back around.
I stay and shoot for a bit longer. So far, I haven't heard a single shutter click from Mr. Awesome Nikon Guy. Every so often I can tell he's looking at me.
The light gets harsh and the wind goes on-shore. It's time to leave and come back at sunset. Pipe at sunset is nothing short of awesome.
I throw my backpack on and start to walk away and he calls out, "Hey, why are you leaving, it's just starting to good out there."