Wow these are some good stories
Here's my true tale of woe:
I was about 10 yrs old, and I had just gotten out of the shower.  I passed by my newly painted Space Marine-era minis (then newly released), proudly displayed on a terain piece.  For some reason, I thought this would be a good time to take some pictures of them.  After snapping a few pics, I put the camera down to arrange some land raiders.  I must have pressed the self timer or something because I heard the shutter snap shortly afterwards.  Thinking nothing would have been photographed, I sent the pics for finishing.
A week later, I picked up the prints.  The store owner was a friend of the family, and generally checked the prints to make sure they were good quality.  He gave me a weird look. ÂÂ
Perusing the pictures, I passed by some rather blurry land raiders to arrive at a nicely framed, zoomed view of frontal male anatomy.  You couldn't have gotten it more in focus if you tried.
I never ever went back to the store, and eagerly awaited the digital revolution.
cheers,
CF