There was a musician who got a week long gig in a restaurant playing guitar for the people eating.
Night after night he played marvelous music and nobody ever acknowledged him. On his last night he decided he was going to be so awesome someone had to notice.
He started playing great music all that last night and as closing time neared he began to play better than he ever had before in his life.
As he finished his last song he heard clapping way back in the back of the restaurant. He looked up and searched the room for the person clapping. The person who had finally noticed his playing .
He then saw it was a fat man hitting a catsup bottle, trying to get catsup out of the bottle.
Night after night he played marvelous music and nobody ever acknowledged him. On his last night he decided he was going to be so awesome someone had to notice.
He started playing great music all that last night and as closing time neared he began to play better than he ever had before in his life.
As he finished his last song he heard clapping way back in the back of the restaurant. He looked up and searched the room for the person clapping. The person who had finally noticed his playing .
He then saw it was a fat man hitting a catsup bottle, trying to get catsup out of the bottle.