"Doesn't he know who she is? She's Sara Zarr! You can't *&%# with Sara Zarr!"*
*Me, to Josh, after reading this blog entry. His response was to smile nervously and back away to go check the cheeseburgers on the grill.
Obviously, the photographer would've been guilty of terrible customer service regardless of who he was dealing with, but, you know. It's Sara Freaking Zarr. Jebus.