Hank started to play guitar, but then he stopped because it was clearly painfully out of tune. This kid was like, “Your G-string is flat.” And Hank went, “Hey, kid who said that, get onstage!” So he hopped up, and I’m like, That kid is in the school of music at ASU, he’s in my piano class, and then I think, I could be fixing Hank’s guitar right now just as well as him, and I even knew what was wrong, but I didn’t say anything and now I’m listening/watching someone else do it. But I quickly moved to, Hey, I know that kid on stage, cool! And got on with my life. So this is the story of how I almost got to tune Hank’s guitar, but instead watched a bassoonist do it. The End.