You see a squirrel outside your backdoor and instead of nonchalantly turning back to your breakfast, you make a mad dash for your camera bag, pull the camera out while running back, turn the camera on, take the lens cap off on the fly in one hand and pick up a handful of peanuts in another.
Phewwf.
The squirrel’s gone!
Back to the pancakes with one hand and the camera in the other, in case he returns.
[Family: Looks at you strangely]
[You: Smile and chew]
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