It was so annoying when some people around you thought that macro photography was a strange hobby. They only know that beautiful things are only those that are visible to the naked eye.
Often some people are suspicious when they see me doing my job by sneaking around in the bushes.
I remember one day, someone deliberately stopped his motorbike when he saw me crouching in the grass. That person immediately interrogated me like a criminal; what I was doing and other such jerk questions.
Yeah! Bullshit questions that kept repeating over and over again, until I got tired of serving them. I just replied with annoyance that I was looking for my dropped money, and if he was willing he could help me find it. And as I expected, the person immediately left without any intention of helping. It was better than him continuing to bother me with those damn questions.
They just didn't know that I was busy observing and capturing my little friends who never even questioned what I was doing.
