Is it just me?

[Keith McGavern]

>...I was tuning in a church once and a half dozen persons of the female
>persuasion came in, gathered around the piano, and began to all talk at once
>about something totally unrelated to either the sanctuary, the piano, or me.
>I never did figure out why they picked that particular spot for the debate,
>but I tried to tough it out. The louder and faster I beat on the keys, the
>louder and faster they talked. Soon I was pounding on the keys so loud and
>so fast that I was sure either my finger, or a string was bound to break..
>and they were still drowning me out. So I stopped.
>
>It immediately became DEATHLY quiet in the room... two... three... four.
>Finally, a meek and vastly apologetic voice came out of the middle of the
>pack. "Are we disturbing you?" "Yes ma'm", I said. They left without a
>sound, and I finished up in blissful quiet. Sometimes, you get lucky...
>
> Ron Nossaman

Been there, done that.  Great story, Ron.  Thanks for reminding some of us.

Keith McGavern, RPT
kam544@ionet.net
Oklahoma Baptist University
Shawnee, Oklahoma, USA