My second ex is a lawyer; she was also a photography buff and was always fiddling with her lens settings, etc.; once, in San Francisco, we were walking along the wharves, and she saw a very beautiful seagull standing on a pier piling, soaking up the sun; she wanted to take a picture of the bird and set about fiddling with the settings on her very expensive camera; I, with my lowly Kodak Instamatic, got off a quick snap of the bird; meanwhile, the gull started to look at her with seeming impatience, fluttered its feathers and, with an attitude of "Later, girl", took off before she had finished her set up; I had to keep my photo in hiding since it became a sore point with her...
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