Parable about the photographer

As that I stay at home, I have tea, I hear a call by phone. The friend calls, and speaks

• Listen tell what to me the camera to choose? Big or small? #Nikon or #Canon?
  I answer and I don't know what to you will be practical, that and take.
  It to me in reply.
• You the photographer have to know.

I made so

In few weeks the cousin calls, invites me and my spouse to anniversary.
Speaks.

• Fotik only don't forget to take with yourself.
  I in reply
• I go on a celebration, or to photograph?
  Here it shrugging shoulders
• You are a photographer!

After that I had a state it

I went by the bus just two days ago, one familiar madam from beauty shop calls.
Listen, and you in the city or not?
I in reply:

• In the city.
• And you could come to me in salon and take a picture of couple of frames?
• Yes I have nothing I take a picture-answered. And че you with yourself didn't take the camera? You #фотограф!

Here I became such

Here also reached me, there are photographers have to eat and sleep with the camera.