Piano Horror Stories
By Joyce Brite
My horror story relates to piano rolls and Christmas.
Two years ago, my sister sent Christmas packages to myself and another sister, Jean, at my address. I knew my gift was piano rolls, and eagerly awaited their arrival. Sufficient time had passed for their delivery, but no packages arrived. My sister checked with the express service and learned that the packages had been delivered the week before. Since I was at work, someone at a neighbor's house two doors away had signed for them.
When I went to the neighbor's house to inquire about the packages, she knew nothing about them, and did not recognize the person's name who had signed for them. She then reluctantly mentioned that her ex-boyfriend had spent some time at her house the previous week. When I asked to speak to him, she replied that he was in jail!
I let the investigating officer handle things from there. The ex- boyfriend was incarcerated for (surprise!) theft and forgery, among other things. Since he was facing more serious charges, he had no problem confessing to this petty theft.
The joke was on him. He was hoping to find good things in our packages. Instead, he found piano rolls which are useless without a player piano, and a ladies outfit which wasn't his size or color.
There was a happy ending: the investigating officer brought the gifts to us the day after Christmas, so I got my piano rolls and Jean got her new outfit.
Happy Holidays,
Joyce Brite, Manhattan, Kansas Home of the Cotton Bowl-bound Kansas State Wildcats (Go 'Cats! Beat BYU!) |
(Message sent Tue 17 Dec 1996, 20:34:52 GMT, from time zone GMT-0600.) |
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