Hanging your body from the side of a rick-shaw was never taught in film school. With the wind blowing thru my hair, I felt like a dog with his head poking out the window of my master's car. This moment deserves an "Ohhh Sh!T."
Setting up shop in the middle of rush hour traffic wasn't such a good idea. I was honked at many times. Heck, I think they even swore at me. But oh well, it was a great shot. Never the less, I said "Ohhh Sh!T, I'm going to get hit in the groin."
OK, this may not look like an Oh Sh!t moment to you, but to me, it is. Now look at it carefully. My tripod is completely submerged in the water. My camera is no more than a few inches from the splash. Had I made a mistake, my camera would've dropped to the bottom, washed away with the flowing currents and I'd be left with nothing but wet feet and a pink slip! I thought of how I would explain this to Boss Lady when I get back to the office. And the only words that I could hear her say was "Ohhh Sh!t." But dammit, it was a sweet lookin' shot!