Restock Photography

I was walking through a city park wearing a purple-checkered shirt, talking on my phone while drinking a cup of coffee from a white cup, a bouquet of dyed green flowers tucked under my chin while I was trying to fish my sunglasses out of my pocket. Then some guy with a big camera takes a step in front of me and snaps my picture from a range of about two feet. I could not get my middle finger up fast enough to ruin his picture, so he got away with one. I just pray that I don't end up on some stock photography site where he'll sell my photo to advertisers who offer multi-tasking products meant to simplify your life.