Recently I was telling someone I was going to Scotland, and that I was debating bringing my tripod or not.
Here’s the conversation we had.
Me: I’m going to Scotland soon, and I’m still debating bringing my tripod or not. What would you do?
Her: Well, I guess it depends how the roads are in Scotland.
Me: ??????????? (O.o <– that’s the face I made) Why are the roads a factor?
Her: Well, where I come from the roads are really bumpy, so sometimes we’d get stuck while driving around in our car.
At that point, I’m thinking maybe she uses a tripod to jack the car out of some potholes. That doesn’t make sense right?
Me: (After more ?????? and O.o) How would that change anything versus bringing a tripod or not?
Can you guess where this is going? I couldn’t. Try to guess, then read the rest of this entry after the jump. 😉
That’s what she thought a tripod was. So I laughed, laughed and laughed some more…
Until I realized she thought I needed that thing to get around.
Ladies and Gentlemen – Tripod.