A local nuffie who has, up until this point, been defined solely by his ‘polite and friendly nature’ has decided to step up his game. Whilst most of his life has been dominated by being a ‘fringe guy,’ never really in the group chat but somehow still showing up for Friday drinks without fail, today is the dawn of new beginnings.

Following the purchase of an inexplicably overpriced $24.95 disposable camera from K-Mart, Cameron McLaughlin (22) is a re-invented man.

Goodbye, ‘forgettable but nice guy that you’re introduced to at a 21st but immediately forget.’ Hello, ‘weird guy insisting he take a photo of me on his film camera, and making really certain I know he has a film camera.’

Somewhat similar to the purchase of a red convertible in your mid-forties, or Viagra medication in your-mid-sixties, the introduction of any film paraphernalia to one’s life instantly adds an aura of ‘cool,’ in the same way that cigarettes added a sexy aura in the 1950s, and being not riddled with the plague added a charismatic aura in the 1300s.

In order to capture the essence of his typical night out to Howard Smith Wharves, McLaughlin has been shoving his film camera in the face of any intoxicated stranger he can find.

‘It’s really fucking weird that the guy in the Patagonia shirt over there keeps taking photos of us Juuling,’ reports one of McLaughlin’s most recent muses, the kind-hearted Nursing student Sarah McLennan (23).

‘Just came here for a quite night with my friends and old mate over here is acting like he’s just discovered Tame Impala, Stranger Things, rolled-up jeans, and the bare surface of acting indie. He’s a fucking freak.’

Reportedly, McLaughlin could not hear the sound of this vocal criticism over the metallic clank of the camera shutter on the analogue purchase. In his final comment to The Obiter, he declared ‘It goes really well with my record player and sneaker collection.

More to come.