These days, the vast majority of photography is digital. But there was a time when you had to drop off your roll of film at a pharmacy or camera store, wait an hour or more, and then go pick up your photos in a little envelope. The anticipation made the whole process a lot more exciting. But there was a major downside: a complete stranger got to look at all of your photos before turning them over to you. Your nudes and other photos of a "personal" or shocking nature were not for your eyes alone. However this didn't stop people from taking them.
1.) From bseba2:
I worked at a camera store all through college and saw a little but of everything. My favorites:
Biker rally photos are the craziest shit you will ever see. Like a bottle of whiskey in a metal hammock connected to a dudes scrotum rings as he walked around bare ass naked. And for anyone that thinks it's all hot girls that flash their boobs for a camera, IT IS NOT. Never get those images out of your head.
Crime scene photos for the local PD were rough. We didnt do many, mostly just when they needed photos immediately but those are hard. The worst is when you can't tell what's going on in the negatives and when the prints come out you realize you've been staring at the inside of a van after someone blew their head off with a shotgun.
Ok, now for the funniest. Sweet looking late 20s attractive woman brings in 4 rolls of film. She had on one of those teacher sweaters with the little schoolhouse, ABCs, 1 +1 =2, all that, so I assume she's an elementary school teacher. Didnt think anything of it. Four rolls of this woman getting slammed in everything sexual position you can imagine by a dude that looked like he was 10 feet tall and hung like a moose. Two hours later, moose cock himself walks in to pick up the photos. I realize after he leaves, the pics at the beginning they had their clothes on. The same clothes that they were wearing when they came into the store. Maybe it's a coincidence or maybe these people had just got done with what could only have been a 6 hour f*ck marathon and ran immediately to the camera store to develop the film.