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I ran into a "war hero" in a gun store once talking up a Winchester model 70 all tactical-ed out ranting about how it was just like his sniper rifle. I stood and listened to him tell his buddy this and then moved between him and the rifle so he could see the back of my sweatshirt. The large Scout Sniper platoon logo must have lent credibility to my mentioning "That's funny, mine's built off a Remington." The real embarrasment came when he told me he was in the Coast Guard. Reserve.
Bass related, I'm always on the receiving end![]()
I was playing at this Blues jam, and was called up to play harp. I picked a couple of tunes that I thought would be fun to blow harp on. Once the groove was in, the harp player from the house thought it would be fun to come up and jam over the tunes I picked, even though it was my turn. Anyway, he asks me what key the song is in. I tell him the wrong key, and he blows and doesn't sound right and asks me again, and I give him the wrong key. He goes around picking out harps one by one, trying to find the key. He gives up after a while, and then hands the harp mic back to me.
I did something similar with a guitarist once, though it wasn't very embarrassing. This guy thinks he can smoke it on the bass and asks me if he can play it so he can show off his amazing bass playing abilities. And I set my little multifx box on the harmonizer setting in the key of G#. I got my bass back in 10 seconds with a red look on the guy's face![]()
Years ago I was working a construction site. My buddy and I were working in the large, dark unfinished basement of this house. So one day I showed up a few minutes early and hid my car so he'd think no one was there yet. I climbed the ladder into the basement, and placed my hand over the lightswitch while hiding around the corner. My buddy shows up, climbs down, and reaches for the lightswitch but instead finds a warm, hairy, hand. He screams and ****s his pants and climbs the ladder in about 2 lunges...