TVphotog
Television Grunt
Well, I betrayed the flock today. I have to openly apologize for my indiscretion. I strayed from the fold and humbly ask your forgiveness. I went to an estate sale for a former newspaper photographer. I wasn't really in the market for anything new. I casually browsed the tables jittery with excitement at what I might find. I slowly looked over the left over belongings of someone else's life. Books, DVDs, cooking apparatus. I went up the stairs. I turned the corner into the bedroom and there she was. Such a vile, evil temptress. Clad in black, which served only to excenuate her sensual curves. Oh, but she had body guards. The two stood watch over her, casting a menacing glare to all who caught her eye. Why had fate dealt me such a cruel blow? I knew, from the moment I caught her gaze, that she must be mine. I could not leave without her in my grasp, but what of the guards? Divide and conquer was my only hope. I tentaively reached out and secured her in my grasp. The guards were good, as they made me doubt my choice. I needed to think, I needed a plan...
I took a step back and looked around for help... none was to be found. I must confront my demons. Slowly, ever so smoothly I reached towards the table. I tried to distract the guards by feigning interest in other items. They were not fooled, these guards knew the game all too well. Finally, after steeling my nerve, I grabbed the first guard and wrestled him off the table. Into the bag he went. He didn't stop fighting though. He kept taunting me. I had to leave the room. Still, eventhough I tried to distract myself by looking through the cast off items strewn about the house, I could not get him out of my head. Finally, I had reached my breaking point. I was defeated. I hung my head in shame and slowly made my way to the cashier's table. She chuckled to herself I she took my check. I could not force myself to meet her gaze. She knew my secret and in such she knew my soul. I hurried out to the car, trying not to hear the cackles following me out. I was an addict, there was no more hiding it, but I took pleasure in the knowledge that the temptress had left with me.
I was now the proud owner of a nice, clean, vintage Nikon N90s and F3 HP with an MD4. My excitement was tempered by my shame knowing I had betrayed the RF flock.
I come here today to ask forgiveness and to pray that there may be some form of help fo a soul like myself.
Pictures will follow shortly. Also, eventhough I already have one F3, the prices were tooooooo good to pass on the other one. I did leave one behind, one of the toughest things I have done lately. Especially knowing what the F3 HPs bring over on Ebay.
I took a step back and looked around for help... none was to be found. I must confront my demons. Slowly, ever so smoothly I reached towards the table. I tried to distract the guards by feigning interest in other items. They were not fooled, these guards knew the game all too well. Finally, after steeling my nerve, I grabbed the first guard and wrestled him off the table. Into the bag he went. He didn't stop fighting though. He kept taunting me. I had to leave the room. Still, eventhough I tried to distract myself by looking through the cast off items strewn about the house, I could not get him out of my head. Finally, I had reached my breaking point. I was defeated. I hung my head in shame and slowly made my way to the cashier's table. She chuckled to herself I she took my check. I could not force myself to meet her gaze. She knew my secret and in such she knew my soul. I hurried out to the car, trying not to hear the cackles following me out. I was an addict, there was no more hiding it, but I took pleasure in the knowledge that the temptress had left with me.
I was now the proud owner of a nice, clean, vintage Nikon N90s and F3 HP with an MD4. My excitement was tempered by my shame knowing I had betrayed the RF flock.
I come here today to ask forgiveness and to pray that there may be some form of help fo a soul like myself.
Pictures will follow shortly. Also, eventhough I already have one F3, the prices were tooooooo good to pass on the other one. I did leave one behind, one of the toughest things I have done lately. Especially knowing what the F3 HPs bring over on Ebay.
payasam
a.k.a. Mukul Dube
Send me all your RF equipment and I shall consider appealing to someone or something on your behalf. Or else just enjoy your sin. To sin is good.
Welsh_Italian
Established
And I'll have the Nikon stuff just to make sure that temptation is out of reach. I'm willing to sacrifice my soul for your salvation and they reach good money on the bay!
payasam said: