When he entered the room, I scooted back over (The tube was laying on it's side on my lap). As I scooted back over keeping an arms on the tuba, it slipped. It hit the ground and everyone stared, a few whispered to me the Mr. E was staring right at me. He quickly finished what he was doing, stood back on the podium and said, "Man Alex... that tuba is probably worth more than your life."
He had then passed out the music (Call Me, by Blondi), it was a really fun piece, but I'm guessing you can probably tell I didn't enjoy playing it that much.
There was pretty minor damage to the bell, but I still felt horrible the rest of the day.
Not gonna lie, this is basically a sympathy post, I really just wanna hear stories so I know I'm not alone with what just happened.






