I remember one time I had to move an organ for this old lady. She lived in an apt on the second floor and was moving to an apt on a ground floor. All I heard the entire time is "be careful" and this organ is so "beautiful with such lovely sound." This sucker was heavy, we slid it down the stairs no problem. We get to the new place and over and over all she is saying is be careful, when we get it in the room, you'll hear how beautiful it is. We get to the new place and it won't fit through the door into the room where she wants it. I tell her I have to put it on its side, that's the only way it'll go in there. She says "Fine". I'm a bit worried because it is electric and older and anything could happen. Well, I get it in place, plug it in and she asks if I would like to hear a song. "Of course", after all that wtf why not. Do you know what she did? She put in a Roy Orbison tape in the cassette holder on the organ and pushed "play". She's right, it did sound good but I thought she knew how to play the damn thing, which she didn't. The organ belonged to somebody else in the family.
After a few beers, me and my friend were hungry so we started eating our sandwiches at the bar. "Hey," said the bartender, "You can't eat your own food in here." So we swapped sandwiches.
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The Right Word There was the story of the very erudite monk who was tasked by the Vatican to examine the most ancient scrolls of the Catholic Church and brief the leadership wrt his findings, presumably several years down the line. The man worked and worked, day and night, diving deeper and deeper in the basement of the Vatican's old library. Until that day that the other monks heard him yell and scream and throw old books at them, totally out of control, livid with anger: "The word was "celebrate", "CELEBRATE!!!""