Do you ever have days when you’re one hundred percent DONE with stupid people?
Having a (sort-of) public life means I have to ignore a certain amount of absurdity as it comes my way.
I’ve received a (serious) marriage proposal from a man I’ve never met and laughed it off.
I’ve had various levels of stalkers and dealt with it.
But once in awhile,
The stupidity (and/or rudeness) of people drives me batshit crazy.
In the past, I’ve rarely “blocked” people on social media.
Sure, there have been a couple people I had to block (because they were downright scary), but most of the time I’ve just chosen to ignore rude and/or ignorant comments.
My philosophy is changing.
My “asshole threshold” has been lowered.
Block, block, block!
Whatever happened to, if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all?
Someone actually left a comment on one of my photos saying,
“I don’t like this one.”
You took the time to click on “comment” and type in a negative opinion …
For what purpose?
Did you want me to apologize because you don’t care for one of my images?
(A photo, by the way, which was very popular with many other people.)
Did you expect I’d immediately take it down?
If you don’t like it, just move along.
I don’t expect anyone to like every single one of my photos.
Hell, I don’t like every single one of my photos.
As an aside ….
I’m tired of people saying things like, “Well, if I had your camera I could take great photos too.”
That’s like telling a professional chef you could cook like them if you owned their stove.
Would you be a surgeon if you owned a scalpel?
An architect if you owned a drafting table?
I even had a friend say,
“I was telling XX about you. I told her you went out and bought an expensive camera and now you’ve become famous for your photos.”
I can’t tell you how insulted I was.
(Also, let’s clarify … I am absolutely NOT “famous.”)
I have been an avid photography nut my entire, very long, life.
I had a top of the line camera and sold photos prior to my accident, but I wasn’t out actively trying to make photography my profession.
After the car accident, I couldn’t shoot for a few years.
I didn’t re-start with an “expensive camera.”
I started with a point and shoot. I had to hold it in my left (non-dominant) hand and I took really BAD photos.
(Not because of the camera, but because it’s very difficult to shoot one handed, especially when it’s the wrong hand.)
I acquired more, and better, gear as I learned how to manage with my bum arm and began selling my photos.
I’ve put thousands upon thousands of hours of WORK into making photography my profession.
(Not to mention bazillions of hours of physical therapy ….)
I love what I do.
I’m passionate about what I do.
I think I’m pretty good at what I do.
It takes a lot more than buying a professional camera to be a photographer.
Think before you speak.
(Not YOU. Of course, I didn’t mean YOU. I meant him. Or maybe it was her?)