I like the one where the conductor took violently ill just before a concert. Desperate, the general manager went to the green room and made a plea to the orchestra members; Was there anyone who could conduct the program?
A violist who sat on the last stand timidly raised his hand and admitted that he'd committed the scores for the entire program to memory and would be willing to take on the task. With no other choice, the manager agree.
The rest of the orchestra took their places, and the timid violist went out to conduct a brilliant concert and received a standing ovation.
Bursting with newfound pride and confidence, the violist strode into rehearsal the next day and and sat next to his stand partner who asks,
"Hey, where the hell were you last night?"
