True story (I KNOW, another one).
I was out at 80’s night and a friend of mine spotted this guy. He kept talking about him, looking for him, and pointing at him. He explained to us that this guy was very cool, then he recommended that I take his picture.
Even though a lot of people were taking pictures here, I was afraid that if I went around front, this guy would know I was taking his picture and get angry.
This is not completely unfounded, as I once had the nerve to take a picture of a friend while a celebrity was in the room. The celebrity saw the flash go off, and immediately his face turned into pure hatred and annoyance for the commoners. Why did he think I was taking his picture? Because he was the most famous guy in the room. It stands to reason that the coolest guy in the room would just KNOW I was taking his picture.