All thumbs, no fingers
Right then. I was forced to go clothes shopping today when it became apparent that I had nothing left to wear (as indicated when I was forced to wear either pajamas or a dress on Saturday).
Being a complete and total spaz, in the midst of changing clothes at a store, my camera went flying out of my pocket, did an arc above my head and landed with a thud in someone else's dressing room.
Let me tell you, no one likes seeing a camera in a dressing room.
I did get it back, though, mostly in one piece. There's a dent and some knocks. I fired off some test shots to see what the damage was.
Let me tell you, no one likes to see a camera flash in a dressing room, either.
The lens opens, extends and retracts and the screen is operable and uncracked and the flash fires. The focus seems okay but I'll have to put it through its paces in the morning to make sure.
Fantastic.
Being a complete and total spaz, in the midst of changing clothes at a store, my camera went flying out of my pocket, did an arc above my head and landed with a thud in someone else's dressing room.
Let me tell you, no one likes seeing a camera in a dressing room.
I did get it back, though, mostly in one piece. There's a dent and some knocks. I fired off some test shots to see what the damage was.
Let me tell you, no one likes to see a camera flash in a dressing room, either.
The lens opens, extends and retracts and the screen is operable and uncracked and the flash fires. The focus seems okay but I'll have to put it through its paces in the morning to make sure.
Fantastic.
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