I whip the car off the road into the used-car lot. This billboard has to have something to do with the lot. I ready the camera in my lap so as to not attract attention. Set the f-stop. Set the shutter. Focus it for hyperfocal distance. I get out of the car and notice a polyester suited shark heading toward me with a big dopey grin on his face. I bring the camera to my eye. Damn! Too bright. I adjust the shutter. The salesman doesn't have the grin anymore. Still too bright. Adjust the aperture. He's moving faster now, scowling. Crap! I bumped the focus ring. It's a wide angle, so it probably doesn't matter anyway. He's within about ten feet. I press the shutter release and jump back into the car. He's yelling now. Probably something profane. I've got a big dopey grin on my face as I accelerate the car back onto the highway.
http://www.photo.net/photodb/photo?photo_id=3168610 -- Scott Loveless Born free. Taxed to death.
