Perfect Pitch

You expect certain things. Certain things at home. Certain things at work. And when something unusual occurs, something unexpected, something outré, something not in its element, you're struck, caught short, taken aback. But you do a double take, shake your head, and then move on with your life, perhaps a bit more wise than than you had been just two minutes earlier.

Last night coming out of work, with the parking lot largely empty, skies darkening, the air still and moist, I heard something unanticipated, totally out of its element, almost astonishing.

Bagpipes.

On my quiet engineering campus, in a suburban setting bordering on bucolic, I heard bagpipes. Bagpipes, fifes, and drums. And I wasn't imagining it. As I headed out, there stood 5 or 6 guys in kilts warming up for who knows what.

My head still shakes in wonder.
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