Originally posted by areidjr That just reminded me of something that happened to me a couple years ago. I was out at night taking photos of the city. As I was packing up my gear someone approached me who was obviously intoxicated and a bit aggressive. He wanted to know what I was doing there. I told him I was taking photos of the city. He asked if I was a professional and was my gear expensive. I told him I was an amateur and used low end camera gear. After a few more words he walked away and I headed to the incline station to ride back to the bottom of the hill. As I was waiting, he turned up again. I was beginning to get a little concerned when he asked me if I would tale his photo and show it to him. He looked and asked me to take another and posed for me. He seemed quite pleased with the results.
I had something similar happened to me in Minneapolis one time a long time back when I went with my friend who just came back from training in Camp Pendleton. I was in Minneapolis probably not too dark and not too bright, but it was getting dark, almost 7PM but it was still bright because it was summer.
I walked past this guy who had a lot of tattoos all over him and he looked like druggie gangster kind of guy who appeared to have just finished a conversation with some other Hispanics gangster-looking guys on the street.
He went up to me afterward when I stopped to take photos of this really neat fountain. He didn't talk at all, he just mumbled and mumbled but he couldn't talk like he had no tongue. I was scared shitless because he obviously looked like a gangster, I didn't know what to say and said asked, "Huh? Do you want me to take your picture?" since he was pointing at my camera.
He shook his head as a sign of yes. I took some pictures of him and it appeared he was throwing up some signs, he had a blue shirt on and a blue rag on. He was throwing up a bunch of signs, I'm not sure what gang he was in but I'm sure it's not your everyday Crips. I am sure it's some sort of Hispanic gang. After I was done he went up to me and tried shaking my hand, he held his hand out. I was scared shitless because it had dried blood stuck on his fingernails. I didn't want to shake it but I didn't want to do anything stupid, I was scared shitless because he looked like a gangmember.
My friend was probably scared too although he was a Marine he didn't do much besides back further away and stared while I was being stared and mumbled down by this scary guy. I felt like it was the best to shake his hand, so I did and he held it pretty damn tight, he squeezed it pretty hard. After the handshake I slowly backed away and said sorry I have to go. He went up to me again and held out his hand and mumbled at me again, now I was really ****ing scared. I didn't know why but I didn't run which was stupid of me. I really thought he was going to snatch my camera. I shook it again and this time I walked away after saying thank you to show respect and hope that he doesn't try to do anything.
It was back when I Had my first DSLR camera, the Pentax K2000. I sold it now already but I didn't keep any photos because they were all all too blurry, I should of kept them anyways but I didn't. I was a pretty big noob back then and didn't know how to fully function the DSLR camera, and I totally forgot about the pop-up flash either, and that's probably why. Guess the camera hunted a few times to try and focus also.
Of course nothing bad happened that day but I was scared not for me, but somehow for my camera. I was scared for my K2000 lol. But I washed my hand afterward and good thing I didn't get any diseases or anything out of it, I mean it was dried blood on his hands! He had a cigerate in his mouth, he had tattoos all over his arms, had blue shirt and blue rag. It was pretty scary. I didn't know why he didn't say anything but mumbled, I saw him talking with some other gangsters earlier but I guess he didn't say much when he went up to me.