"Hey, how's it going?"
"Oh, all right, I guess. We had kind of a bad week."
"Oh yeah? Why's that?"
"Well, I've got this really crappy tenant downstairs right now. He comes home drunk from the bar every night around midnight and starts playing the accordian. Out of tune. To Motown."
(pause)
"I wouldn't mind it nearly so much if he were in tune."
-- Two guys in a coffee shop, Boulder Creek, CA