There are a few of you who literally know what I look like. For the rest of you let me draw you a picture:
5'4"(and that's a stretch), 50 yrs.old, over weight (seriously, just look at the icon, it's pretty accurate), short gray hair, glasses, very stiff legs
and neck on the day in question, which means I was slow and walking rather "broken".
As that may be I am still the epitome of the American Enemy, a
terrorist.
Yup. According to the folks at
The River in Rancho Mirage,
I am terrorist material!
I was taking the photographs you see in this post between 8:30a.m. and 10:00a.m. last Friday when I was approached by a Security Guard. Now to his credit, he seemed really embarrassed to "do his job", however do his job he did. Seems that "someone" had reported me. I was "suspicious". This is pretty much how the conversation went down:
Guard: Hello
S'mee: Hey! Pretty day!
G: What are you taking a photo of?
S: (as I am aiming at the roof of the Cheesecake Factory) The scroll work on the facade.
G: The what?
S: The scroll work. See? It's really cool and I bet no one ever pays attention to it. It's going to look great in a tight shot.
G: yeah? hmm.
S: Yeah! I got up early this morning so I could shoot the desert flowers in macro...
G: Really? I'm just learning to do that! Were you up at dawn?
S: Not that early, but early enough to get good light. Now it's too bright and those bougainvillea blooms are giving me trouble; too bright, too much contrast between the white and magenta.
G: So do you work for (a local newspaper)?
S: Oh heck no! hehe, my husband is in a hotel basement for a conference and this is how I keep myself occupied! I just go all over taking whatever sights I can. I like macro shots of architecture and ...
G: Shrubbery. Right. Yeah, you see, that's why I'm here.
S: huh?
G: Yeah, I've been trailing you for about 40 minutes. All I have seen you do is bend over and take pictures of the ground or stick your head in a bush. 'Figured all you were taking pictures of were close ups on flowers and bushes.
S: hehe, yup, I'm weird that way.
G: Well, I hate to say this but I need to escort you to your car. You need to leave.
S: What!?!
G: Yeah, someone called in a report a while back; said they saw you taking "suspicious" photos. Thought maybe we should check it out. That "someone" talked to a store owner who talked with another and then more and more shop owners called in and well, we have rules and policies about this sort of thing.
S: You mean against taking pictures of flowers? I didn't take any photos of people or store designs. You want to check out my film?
G: No, like I said, I've been watching you for 40 minutes and all I have seen is you taking shots of bushes. Well until the rooftop. They think you could be taking photos to use in a (rolling eyes) "plan".
S: Sooo, I'm taking
terrorist photos? hehe. Let me explain something. First off, If I were to take off running, you could catch me in three steps. Second, there ain't a fat girl alive who would blow up the Cheesecake Factory! And third, if I
were a terrorist and I
did somehow manage to blow up this place, what would I accomplish? Blowing up, what, like,
250 old people? I'd be laughed out of terrorist school!
G: hehe, I see your point, but you still need to leave.
So leave I did. Let this be a lesson to you folks. If you are ever in Rancho Mirage, home to the likes of the Betty Ford Center, 12 golf courses, a casino, and the 67% elderly population who boast that Sony Bono was once their Representative...remember that they are also
very diligent about civic security! The bushes have eyes! They have a "no tolerance" enforcement for their "suspicious" photographers. Terrorists beware! These folks are on high alert and will take down -or at least escort politely out- anyone profiled as "dangerous!"