“Fight Against Stupidity And Bureaucracy”
Definition of a “Gentleman”
Someone who knows how to play the bagpipes, but never does!
This one didn’t happen to anyone I know, in fact I don’t even know if it happened at all, but it is kinda funny I hope. (I do have a couple of good stories about funerals and they’ll probably make their way on to this blog eventually).
Anyway, for now here’s the story in the words of the bagpiper himself.
As a bagpiper, I play many gigs. Recently I was asked by a funeral director to play at a graveside service for a homeless man. He had no family or friends, so the service was to be at a pauper’s cemetery in the back country.
I was not familiar with the backwoods and I got lost. I didn’t stop for directions and should have.
I finally arrived an hour late and saw that the funeral guy had gone because the hearse was nowhere in sight. There was only the digging crew left and they were eating lunch.
I felt badly and apologized to the men for being late.
I went to the side of the grave and looked down and saw the vault lid was already in place. I didn’t know what else to do, so I started to play.
The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around.
I played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends. I played like I’ve never played before for this homeless man.
As I played ‘Amazing Grace,’ the workers began to weep. They wept, I wept, we all wept together. When I finished I packed up my bagpipes and started for my car.
Though my head was hung low, my heart was full.
As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say,
“I never seen nothin’ like that before and I’ve been putting in septic tanks for twenty years.”
Apparently I’m still lost….