They say bad things come in threes. Now, I’m not superstitious, but this week has an ominous feel to it.
First, if you missed my rant on Sunday, I didn’t get that job I was hoping for. That in itself would have been bad enough. What made it worse is that they never let me know that I didn’t get it but I only found out when they posted a photo of the guy who did get it on Facebook. (If you try to read that particular post now you’ll find that it’s set to private – I needed to vent but I’d rather not let the anger and bitterness permanently affect my home page.)
Today The Piano Guys released their newest video on Youtube. After watching it six or seven times my fingers started itching to tickle the ivories, so I went online and found the sheet music for Chopin’s Prelude in C minor, Op. 28, No. 20 – the piece of classical music used by Jon Schmidt and Steven Sharp Nelson in their latest composition. I parked my backside on the piano stool and gently (the sheet music says fortissimo, but it’s my first time attempting the piece and I live in an apartment building – no point in getting my neighbours mad at me until I can play it properly, at which point they’d
probably hopefully call for an encore) played the first chord…to be rewarded with an off-key buzzing sound.
I haven’t played in a while, but I’m pretty sure it didn’t make that sound the last time I played. I removed the photographs and the wife’s ornamental bird cage filled with books (don’t ask) from the top and peered inside. I couldn’t spot anything wrong there, so I went below. I removed the bottom cover (almost severing a finger in the process) and promptly found the problem: The bass bridge of my piano has seemingly come apart since the last time I played, basically rendering my piano unplayable.
A quick trip to Google told me two things: One, the nearest piano builder (listed on-line at least) is three hundred kilometres from where I live and two, this type of repair cannot be done on-site which means they’ll have to collect the piano for repairs which are probably going to cost a small fortune…which I don’t have and isn’t going to get soon…as I didn’t get that job I’d been hoping for.
That makes two.
I can only wonder what the third disappointment of the week will be. I did discover a cut about a centimeter long in the tread of a tyre on my wife’s car. It’s not deep enough to puncture the tyre, but I can see the wire inside the tyre so it’ll probably need to be replaced, but that just doesn’t seem a big enough disruption to my life in the light of the other two.
The wife promises me she doesn’t have plans to run off with Dwayne Johnson or Vin Diesel and leave me to fend for myself, but let’s be realistic – if either of them were to show up I wouldn’t stand a chance. Why else did she make me sit through The Fast and the Furious Six last weekend, huh?
Whatever it’s gonna be, I hope it comes quickly so I can get it over with, like ripping off a band-aid. But let’s not worry about that too much. Rather enjoy the new Piano Guys video with me. Hans Zimmer, Chopin and the Great Wall of China makes quite a good combo, don’t you think?
4 thoughts on “And that’s two…”
Sorry to hear about the job. It was very discourteous of them not to tell you. On the other hand, if they can’t even follow due process there, what would they have been like to work for? The fate of your piano is sad. They are a living instrument. Hopefully you’ll find a way of getting it fixed before long. Fingers crossed that bad luck only comes in twos this time!
I really hope the tyre is the third. I can do with things going right for a change 😉 Luckily I know a few musicians, choir directors and piano teachers, so I’m getting names of other piano builders closer to me. Still going to cost me, though.
Sorry to hear about the job. Speaking from my own experience and from the experience of friends, I can tell you how typical such crap is.
But I do have a #3 for you. As it turns out, the U.S. government is not completely shut down. Our military is still up and running and quite capable of invading Syria at a moment’s notice.
Luckily Syria and America are both a long way away from me.
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