I need a camera bag, but I’ve been very disappointed with the color schemes available. Most of the offerings I’ve seen come in black or gray. I need something more fun but still stealth, one that does not give off “Hello, Expensive Camera Inside!!!” vibe. So I didn’t want to put it in my trunk or my scratchy bag, so I hung it around my neck and entered Target. I felt like such a tool with this heavy digital pendant, like I was the photographer version of FLAVA-FLAV! And if I wanted to feel like a tool, I wouldn’t need to drain my bank account, I could just borrow my brother’s flea market shirt that says “FBI” on the front and “Female Body Inspector” on the back.
My work held a “pirate-themed” function in which all participants wore name tags accompanied with pirate names. I accidentally rolled up the name tag and stuck it in my bag and subsequently, it stuck to my camera’s instruction manual. Now I can’t take it off without ripping off the cover. I guess it’s not so bad to be constantly reminded that I’m “One-Eyed Helga.” Where all my Cyclops girls at?!?