Last Friday, after my choir’s spring concert, I hung out with my three best friends, Sarah, Janessa, and Emily. Every time we four get together, we have a crazy good time. Sometimes I think we do more laughing than we do talking.
So anyway – back to last Friday night when we hung out. We went to Stauffers. Yes, the grocery store. We roamed the store getting free coffee, drooling over food, and eventually buying some Hot Pockets and Italian soda. We were in the checkout line, and when it was our turn, the cashier asked us something along the lines of if we were old enough to drink alcohol. I said something like, “Wait… is the Italian soda alcoholic?” Nessa said, “Craaap.” I’m not sure what Em did. Sarah just stood there and awkwardly giggled. I promised the lady that we weren’t trying to buy alcohol, but she quickly reassured me that she was just joshing with us. Phew! I gotta admit, I was feeling a wee bit nervous.
Now, let me tell you about this lady. Her name is Mary. She’s a funny looking old lady, with thick glasses that make her eyes look bigger than what they really are. She had a mischievous look on her face, and probably pulled our legs because she was bored (It was about 10:00 at night). I liked her. A lot.
Okay, back to my story. Mary saw the camera around my neck and said, “What, are you gonna take a picture of me with the drink?” I quickly laughed and said, “No.” But as she began to put the drink in a grocery bag, I regretted that decision. So I said, “Actually, yes. Could I take a picture of you?” Mary kind of looked at me blankly until she posed with the drink in her hands and said, “All right. Get on with it then.” I raised the camera to my face and pressed the shutter. Success! Another memory recorded.
I hope to be bold enough to always take pictures of strangers. I think those can definitely be the best sort of pictures.