Doors Left Unlocked

[Kenneth W. Burton]

	Les,

	Will post your book today.

	Here's my favorite story about "Door Left Unlocked:"

	While doing piano work in Medicine Hat, Alberta, where I lived
from 1972 - 1979, I regularly tuned a nice Yamaha grand piano for a
teacher and performer there, a very elegant and beautiful lady about my
own age.
	When I arrived one morning at the appointed time and rang the
doorbell, there was no answer. Anxious not to lose two hours as Saturday
was my only day to work, I tried the door. It opened and I cautiously
entered the house. I knew her well enough to know that she wouldn't mind
if I went in and started thhe piano while she presumably had coffee with
some neighbors.
	As I entered, I called repeatedly, "Hello!" "Hello!" Finally an
answer came from the bathroom. "I'm taking a bath. Just go ahead. You know
where the piano is."
	I had just nicely got started, when the phone rang. The voice from
the bathroom called, "Would you get that?"
	I said, "Hello?" There was a momentary pause, then a male voice
inquired, "Is Candace there?" 
	"Yes," I stuttered, "but she can't come to the phone."
	The voice deepend about an octave. "This is her husband. Why can't
she come to the phone?" The words were tinged with suspicion. I hurriedly
explained that I was the piano tuner and that I was working on the piano
and that Candace was in the bathroom taking a bath.
	He grunted and hung up. But I don't think he believed me because I
was never called back to tune that piano again!

	Ken Burton "Doctor Piano" Calgary Alberta