The other day, I had a run in with a security officer. Authority figures really aren't my thing.
I was downtown shooting so I can finish my photo class and finally just be done with it. I guess I was north of down actually. I'm not really sure where I was. I saw a few giant water vats. The ones with cool staircases going up the side, and I wanted to take pictures. So I parked in a nearby parking lot and went for it.
There were lots of fences, and lots of signs saying NO TRESPASSING. I figured as long as I stayed on the public side of the fence, I would be okay. I had spent a good 20 minutes shooting and had about 70 pictures when a guy came out, on the other side of the fence.
I put on my cute routine. "Hi!" I waved.
"You can't be here. It's homeland security. You can't take pictures over this fence. They'll confiscate your camera."
"Oh, I am so sorry. I didn't know. I'll leave now."
"Yeah, you're probably on camera, so hurry."
"Okay, thank you. Have a good day."
I walked as quickly as I could across the field, gripping my camera as tightly as I could. I had just made it across the field when two security officers pulled up. I decided to make the first move.
"Hi, I'm really sorry. A guy across the fence just told me I can't shoot here. I'm leaving."
"Yeah, you can't shoot here. Can I see your ID?"
"It's in my car."
"Okay, let's go get it."
So, he walked me to my car. On the way over he tried to figure me out.
"You in college?"
"No, I'm a high school student shooting for my photo class."
"That's a mighty nice camera for a high school student."
"It's my dad's."
I don't think he would have believed me except, we got to my car. For the first time in my life, I was glad I drive a Lexus.
I grabbed my drivers license, and was sure to also flash him my school ID. He wrote down my name in his little notebook.
"Okay well, normally I would confiscate your camera and arrest you. But I think you're young and don't know what you were doing. So I'm going to let you go. But first we have to go through your pictures and delete all the ones you took across the fence."
So I lost some really great pictures. But I got to have Thanksgiving at home with my family, and really, what more could I ask for?
I should send Homeland Security a fruit basket.