My camera and I have gotten off on less than romantic terms. I received it as a Christmas present this last year, and within one month, have already slightly abused our relationship.
January 17th, 2012
On the 23rd day that this wonderful, amazing Cannon Powershot camera (which I am absolutely in love with, it’s the perfect camera for me) our relationship became strained, and the abuse that occur resulted in my camera looking the way it does now.
Above me stands the last photo taken before recognizing the dent in my camera’s lens covering mechanism. How my lens covering mechanism got dented can be clearly illustrated through this photograph. I often carried my camera in my back left pocket. This strategic positioning allowed for quicker withdraw time than a front pocket, and was all around greater in comfort for me. However, as illustrated in the photo above, on this day’s journey to Sunion, we were crab walking down steep sharp rocks down to the ocean. Not remembering that my camera was in my back pocket, with the lens facing outwards, I sat on my camera, pressing it’s metallic lens face into the cliff rocks. After withdrawing my camera for this shot, I realized the dent, and my mistake. Seeing it as a mere war wound, I did not even apologize to my camera, and continued shooting shots the rest of the day.
At the end of this day, like the end of every day, the sun sets. Yet on this day, I happened to be on a gorgeous beach with a mountainous sunset “background” before me. I, like everyone else, was snapping lots of pictures of the sunset, trying to get the perfect shot of the sunset on our camera’s.
In my attempts to gain a better shot of the action, I tried climbing a metal railing to gain a higher view and consequently better angle. Yet at the peak of my ascent, I lost my balance, and on the way down slid my camera face down across the top of one of the beams, creating an explosion of tongs, springs, and other important aluminum to erupt from the face of my camera.
In complete disarray, I attempted to put Humpty Dumpty together again, but I realized that many of the pieces for the necessary completion of said instrument were missing. They were lost. Forever.
Yet the great news is that my camera is resilient, very resilient in fact. Although she now looks like a first grader’s school picture, with many gaps where teeth ought to be, she continues to shoot pictures like a champ, as though nothing ever happened. And although I take about AS good of care of her AFTER the accident, (I lost her camera case the very next day…) she continues to stay committed to me.
While my camera continues her commitment to me, I have lacked in my responsibilities to her. She has been so good to me, yet I have shown little extra care for her personal safety since “The Accident.” No, we don’t need counseling, we are trying to handle this matter in-house. I DO, really love and appreciate her, yet cannot for the life of me keep my focus long enough to adequately take care of her needs. If you would, I ask that you keep us in your thoughts, because our relationship really is, a BAD ROMANCE.
~Z
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