Her Brain Is Out Of Film

I work in a camera store in the early 1990s — the pre-digital camera era. A woman comes in wanting to get some photos developed. She hands me the whole camera. This is not unusual; apparently, a lot of people don’t know how to get the film out after they’re done with a roll. I examine the camera.

Me: “Um… ma’am, there’s no film in here.”

Customer: “That’s okay; I still took the pictures.”

Me: “But there’s no film in the camera.”

Customer: “I know, but I took the pictures anyway, so please get them out.”

Me: “But… you would have to have had film in the camera first.”

Customer: “It doesn’t matter. I pressed the button. There are pictures in there. Please get them out.”

And so on, for quite some time. It ended with the woman storming off, convinced I was incompetent.