I'm quite impressed at my ability to attract bad luck.
Tomorrow, early in the morning, I've got some recording sessions, so, I decided to go get a new fresh set of strings, and realized that it was VERY late.
Fortunately, I was in a part of town where there are like 3 or 4 local music shops, so I rushed to the nearer one, and saw it was almost closed, so I sneaked under the sliding door, and knocked at the shop door.
-"We're closed... what do you want?"
-"I'm in serious need of a set of bass strings"
-"No prob, come in"
So I enter, and asked for the lightest set of strings they had.
They gave me d'Addario Prosteels (.040/.095), so I paid him 25 euros (quite cheap) and left.
Considering that I always buy the el-cheapo Warwick strings (10 euros/set and last forever), it was like an effort to spend those extra 15 euros in a set of strings, but the rush in which I was and the recording session where worth them.
I arrived at home, and took my thunderbird to change the nylon-taped strings it had, for those fresh d'addario's...
You can't figure the idiotic face I had at the moment I saw that the pack I bought should have been (if guitardist are right with their theories) for someone even more retarded than a bassist... because it only had 3 strings on it!!!
So, now I've got a bass with 3 strings completely new, and one rusted and dented (I strung it with an spare steel string I had around).
Tomorrow I'll get on a rush (as always) to the rehearsal place and take one of the new spare warwicks, as it will be too soon and the shop will be closed.
Terrible, but funny. Have you had similar experiences?
