Oh sure, pun away, you heartless posters. Have a laugh at my expense. But see how you feel when a piano appears in YOUR living room without warning. It’s … disconcerting.
I’ve checked my email archives from last summer, since it is unlikely I’d purchase a piano and not mention it to anyone. But the word “piano” only comes up when I mention going to the local church, where the pastor generously allowed me to practice on their piano even though I’m not a member. Now, if I had a piano at home, would I be going over to the church to practice?
So you ARE a piano player. That takes it out of the “mistaken delivery” category and puts it into one of two others.
A. Rich admirer buys anonymous gift.
B. Crazy stalker steals piano and your house keys and puts in in your house.
So…does anyone (besides the piano, that is) have the keys? Any possibility that a friend or relative had occasion to move it into your house for some unknown reason?
I wouldn’t give don’t ask too much credit. He/she most likely put the piano there in the first place just to set herself/himself up for that pun. It’s a mental illness really.
I still want to know if it was in the middle of the floor or arranged into the furniture scheme. Arranged into the furniture scheme puts it into a creeper realm than just dumped in a room.
Tickle it’s ivories and see if it plays a new tune.
Maybe it’s George Carlin trying to prove there’s life after death.
This thread has me giggling like a madwoman. The setup is so delightfully, Monty Python-esquely bizarre, and then don’t ask just slammed it out of the park.
CairoCarol, what type of piano is it, upright or grand? Because that’s somehow even weirder if it’s a grand. If I were to compile a list of “Things that are very large and thus highly impractical to smuggle into another person’s residence, even while they are away on a long trip, for the sake of mind-games”, a grand piano would be rather high up.
