So many things are a matter of timing.
You can get it perfectly right.
Or, as in this case, perfectly wrong, if your objective was what my objective was.
I wanted to capture a moment for the family scrapbook, and get a picture of the people standing BEHIND this enthusiastic burger eater. (It was my family. Our two kids were just off the plane and full of energy and great stories after visiting close relatives in the Midwest).
But if you have another chance, as I did, to get the job done, "perfectly wrong" can become a source of amusement, at least.
What's the last serendipitous moment that, while it missed the mark for you, provided amusement, ultimately?
