I was on a family trip which included extended family- cousins and their families and such. It was intended that we all go to some sort of a concert, or play at this big conference center-- oh and everyone was supposed to wear their "family" t-shirts, each family group having their own. I was going to quickly run up to my room to get mine, last minute, but on the walk toward the conference center we were among many people, all heading the same direction, presumably for the same purpose.
I saw this large black family-- grandparents, and kids among them, probably four generations-- and it was obvious that they were wanting to take a group photo, so when the man with the camera caught my eye, I offered to snap a pic for him. He handed me the camera and they gathered along one side of the walkway and fought for an open moment with no one walking in front or behind their group. The man had not given me instructions on how to use this camera and when I went to take the pic, it was zoomed in so close I could only see three people. It had a lens, as well as what was like an ipad-sized screen attached to the camera and the lens was extended and attached by an adjustable ball-joint connector, which was loose-- so everytime I tried adjusting the focus and/or angle the thing would just flop down the moment I raised the camera to take the shot.
I had some of my family members trying to block traffic on the walkway, for the pic and while I struggled with the camera-- it became increasingly comical and chaotic, though I was truly frustrated. I was mindful of the time, and worried that we were all going to be late for the start of the show, and more than once I was asked if I was still going to run and get my matching shirt. Finally, I handed the camera contraption to a younger, more tech-savy member of our group and I dashed off to change my shirt, but it was almost assured that I'd miss the opening.