<!doctype html public "-//w3c//dtd html 4.0 transitional//en"> <html> <body bgcolor="#FFFFFF"> Rob, You were a brave soul.  I probably would have mentioned it immediately and remarked that it will make it hard for me to concentrate, therefore I may not be able to tune as well or efficiently.  The camera will need to be removed before I can begin. Regards, Clyde Robert Goodale wrote: <blockquote TYPE=CITE><style></style> I had a very interesting experience a couple days ago tuning a grand piano.  As soon as I walked in I noticed that there was a camcorder pointing at the piano and was running, (the little red light in the front is a bit of a give away).  It was poorly concealed under a towel.  Great just what I need, a lady who thinks I'm going to case and rob the place and wants to spy on me. I sit down and pretend I didn't see the camera and proceed to tune the piano.  While I'm working I noticed that her kid, (probably 9 or 10 yrs old), kept creeping around the corner and watching me.  Now I'm starting to feel like a criminal figuring the lady is sending her son on a reconnaissance mission.  I continue to tune the piano, double checking myself as I go that I'm not doing anything that would constitute being accused of something. After a while I started hearing really strange sounds.  You know, kid sounds that annoy school teachers and little sisters.  The sounds are coming from behind me but there isn't anything there but a wall.  I continue tuning and then hear the sounds again.  I get up and walk around the piano.  Nothing.  I sit down again and within a minute more kid sounds.  FINALLY I figure it out.  There was an outlet cover in the wall that apparently goes though to the other side and isn't entirely sealed.  Then it dawned on me.  The kid had set up the camera and was playing a game with me.  He's making sounds through the wall to catch my reactions on tape for his own amusement!  I thought about it for a minute but chose not to play along "just in case".  What a slick little snot!  I finished tuning the piano and called through the house to let someone know I was done.  After several minute of yelling through the house I just packed up my things and went on my way.  This was a prearranged deal so I wasn't owed any money so it was just as well.  This was definitely a first for me! Rob Goodale, RPTLas Vegas, NV</blockquote> </body> </html>