(I’m an artist who regularly sets up booths at local conventions where I sell prints. I always go to the same copy store to get everything printed. Because I always print large numbers of my pictures at once, I usually bring my sketchbook to doodle in while I wait.)

New Guy: “Hi, how can I help you?”

(I hand him my flash drive.)

Me: “I’d like to get 100 copies each of [pictures], and 50 of [other pictures], please.”

New Guy: “Of course!”

(He plugs in the flash drive and pulls up one of the pictures.)

New Guy: “Sorry, I can’t do that. You’ll have to go somewhere else.”

Me: “That’s weird; why not?”

New Guy: “I can’t print copyrighted images. It’s against the law.”

Me: “But they’re mine.”

New Guy: “Pulling stuff from Google doesn’t make it yours. I can’t print them.”

Me: “No, I mean I drew them.”

New Guy: “Look, these were clearly done on the computer. I can’t print them if they’re not yours.”

(Fed up, I set my sketchbook on the counter and flip to a new page, where I whip out a quick, simple sketch. His face turned bright red and he completed the transaction without a fuss from there!)