The one gets my license and starts calling in the numbers on it and tells me someone doesn't appreciate my playing (meanwhile a small crowd of people who had gathered all cheered "we appreciate your playing!") LOL
Anyways, he tells me he always wanted to learn to play and had been thinking about lessons so I handed him my piper business card haha! Oh well -all in all it was a bum deal cuz I played in that parking lot once a week all last year and got in some seriously good practice sessions -even trying to be conscious of the not so nearby apartments by not playing past 9pm -ok maybe 5 minutes past heehee. Dern though, some new cranky student must've moved in this year -oh well everyone is entitled -just gotta get practice in where I can... somewhere else =/
