georgeaye
Member
Dear RD-1,
I don't really know how to write this or know where to start.
We've only gone out for about five months but in this time, we've had a blast. We went to New York together and we've been all around Chicago nearly every day. But somewhere in amongst all the lens changes, the exposures, the RAW conversions, I had to have an honest conversation with myself. And when I did, I had to say something.
I'm breaking up with you RD-1. I'm sorry, it's not you, it's me.
It's funny, it took me years to get the courage to ask you out, and in the final months before I did, I couldn't stop thinking about you. All I could think about was your manual film advance, your analog dials. Oh how I found it all so charming.
Blame the romantic in me, but I thought that all those other cameras with their fancy Auto Focus, and their iTTL flash systems, and their Matrix Metering were just showing off too much. I thought I wanted something more traditional.
But after five months of trying to make it work, I just can't fake it anymore. I just can't hide my feelings of frustration and annoyance at our time together. It's not that the memories that were captured were ever bad. Far from it. Looking back at them, they were beautiful times that I'll cherish. But the number of times that I cursed your name started to become a problem.
When a special moment appeared and I asked, "Are you ready to go?", all I wanted to hear was "click".
But what I hear instead was nothing.
That's beacause you'd fallen asleep again and I needed to prod you awake before you'd respond. To say that you're narcoleptic would be unfair, but I've never gone out with anyone that got tired so quickly! I'm sorry, but less than 150 frames with moderate LCD viewing before you need to 'take a break and recharge' is not for me.
But the main thing that I just can't get over, has really nothing to do with you. It's your manual focus.
I know, I know!
I knew what I was getting into when I asked you out. It's not your fault. You're just built that way. I found that I spent so much time thinking about balancing distances, hyperfocal lengths, apertures and ISO all the time, that I just stopped having fun anymore. I longed for the days when I just used to photograph instinctively again.
I'm not sure what I'm going to do next. Maybe I'll try being single for a bit. But I want you to know that you're a lovely camera and any man would be proud to have you hanging from their neck. I just think that that man won't be me.
George
I don't really know how to write this or know where to start.
We've only gone out for about five months but in this time, we've had a blast. We went to New York together and we've been all around Chicago nearly every day. But somewhere in amongst all the lens changes, the exposures, the RAW conversions, I had to have an honest conversation with myself. And when I did, I had to say something.
I'm breaking up with you RD-1. I'm sorry, it's not you, it's me.
It's funny, it took me years to get the courage to ask you out, and in the final months before I did, I couldn't stop thinking about you. All I could think about was your manual film advance, your analog dials. Oh how I found it all so charming.
Blame the romantic in me, but I thought that all those other cameras with their fancy Auto Focus, and their iTTL flash systems, and their Matrix Metering were just showing off too much. I thought I wanted something more traditional.
But after five months of trying to make it work, I just can't fake it anymore. I just can't hide my feelings of frustration and annoyance at our time together. It's not that the memories that were captured were ever bad. Far from it. Looking back at them, they were beautiful times that I'll cherish. But the number of times that I cursed your name started to become a problem.
When a special moment appeared and I asked, "Are you ready to go?", all I wanted to hear was "click".
But what I hear instead was nothing.
That's beacause you'd fallen asleep again and I needed to prod you awake before you'd respond. To say that you're narcoleptic would be unfair, but I've never gone out with anyone that got tired so quickly! I'm sorry, but less than 150 frames with moderate LCD viewing before you need to 'take a break and recharge' is not for me.
But the main thing that I just can't get over, has really nothing to do with you. It's your manual focus.
I know, I know!
I knew what I was getting into when I asked you out. It's not your fault. You're just built that way. I found that I spent so much time thinking about balancing distances, hyperfocal lengths, apertures and ISO all the time, that I just stopped having fun anymore. I longed for the days when I just used to photograph instinctively again.
I'm not sure what I'm going to do next. Maybe I'll try being single for a bit. But I want you to know that you're a lovely camera and any man would be proud to have you hanging from their neck. I just think that that man won't be me.
George
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