----- Original Message -----
>From: "Cleveland, Kyle E." <[log in to unmask]>
>Subject: Re: Heart procedure
>Date: Tue, 30 Jan 2001 10:37:26 -0500
>...Had a blast in San Antone except for getting a camera lens
>ripped off. Oh well, it was my lack of vigilance, so there's really nobody
>to blame but me.
>
-----Original Message-----
From: ISM [mailto:[log in to unmask]]
Sent: Tuesday, January 30, 2001 3:40 PM
To: [log in to unmask]
Subject: Go Ahead: Blame Yourself (was: Heart procedure)
>You don't think it more appropriate to blame the thief? (Even if you can't
>find him/her?)
>S.
Well, yeah, he did steal it, didn't he? Trouble was, we were on a tight
schedule and I didn't have time to deal with it. Went something like this:
Me: "Oh, sh*t, hon! I can't find the 28mm!"
Laura: "Where did you have it last?"
Me: "Where I was sitting on that bench outside the restaurant."
(zoom back to park bench...no lens in sight, but an old gent with a shopping
cart now ensconced where my lens used to be)
Me: "Excuse me, Senor, but did you see a camera lens hanging across the back
of the bench where your sitting?"
Old guy: "Si. Was it a small Sigma lens with a Canon mount?"
Me: "Why yes!"
Old guy: "Oh, well, an hombre' grabbed it and ran that way (pointing east)
about five minutes ago."
Me: "Gracias, Senor!"
(I jump back in the car and tell Laura, "Head east! Fellow says the guy
that stole my lens went east!")
Laura: "You, dear, are an idiot."
Me: "Why aren't you zooming east, and why am I an idiot."
Laura: "We aren't zooming east because your lens is probably headed west
with that old guy?"
Me: "Oh, so how do you know all this, 'Ms. Smart-A*s Detective'?"
Laura: "Ok, El Stup-ee-do, how could he know what brand, type and size of
lens unless he opened the case, took out the lens and pulled the caps?
Stupid gringo..."
Me: "Doh!"
Never saw the old guy again....
-Kyle
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