I nearly got killed today.

[MiniMandaRuth]

By a fellow band geek.

Let's just say they get a mighty possessive of their old instruments.

Me: *Sitting down, minding own business, reading music with my bari sax in my lap*

Old Bari Player: DON'T DROP THAT! *Points at me.*

Me: Wha....?

OBP: DON'T DROP THAT. I SPENT ALL LAST YEAR FIXING THAT. I DON'T WANT TO AGAIN.

Me: Oh... okay.

OBP: If you drop it, that's bad. If it's bad for you, it's worse for me. If it's worse for me because of you, you will find a stake through your heart. Good day.


All the while, he had this crazed look on his face. I love my school band :D

[reyd reid reed]

1. Heh...

I know...the instrument is...everything. Someone looks at my son's trombone cock-eyed and he notices. Of course, I don't think he's ever threatened anyone with death or anything...

At least not a fellow band member. He reserves that for his sister.

:eyes:

[MiniMandaRuth]

4. He was just joking around.

He's actually really nice, if a tad weird.

[driver8]

2. And one time, at band camp...

I played my flute with my ....uhm, nevermind.

[MiniMandaRuth]

5. ....

I don't think a bari sax will fit up there.

[WritingIsMyReligion]

3. What the fuck...?

:rofl::rofl:

[MiniMandaRuth]

6. And the way he said it was everything.

He had the look of a serial killer and the tone of a mad business man.