A few years ago I was living temporarily in an apartment in a pretty rough part of town. When I parked the car, I noticed there was a really pretty sunset. My wife loves those, so I took a few pictures, then went inside.
A few minutes there was a knock on the door, with a belligerent young black guy demanding to know why I was taking pictures of him. Apparently he’d been across the street below the sunset, though I hadn’t even noticed him.
I told him what I’d been doing. To his credit he calmed down real quick and was even a little sheepish about his over-reaction.
If he had arrived looking concerned or puzzled rather than belligerent I'd have strong respect for him.But credit where credit's due...at least he was civil when he left.