Groovy Tunes, Sunday
Sunday, February 11th, 2018 10:50 amNew Guitar Day.
If Jono was anybody else, being the owner of the only music shop in town meant he might be putting his effort toward putting together a display of romantic music, to really cash in on the whole upcoming holiday thing.
But Jono was not anybody else. Jono was a salty old cuss in the body of a salty young cuss, and his attention was elsewhere entirely. There were new guitars in today. Beautiful new guitars. And he could try to profit on a holiday he didn't even care about, that was only celebrated by maybe half the island's population anyway...
Or he could go over each and every one, checking for quality, tuning them up, giving each one a test play, talking himself out of bringing any of them home...
His priorities were sound, thank you.
[OOC: ... I'm at the studio playing air guitar while working on a test for a new position at the studio because my priorities are totally sound. Open!]
If Jono was anybody else, being the owner of the only music shop in town meant he might be putting his effort toward putting together a display of romantic music, to really cash in on the whole upcoming holiday thing.
But Jono was not anybody else. Jono was a salty old cuss in the body of a salty young cuss, and his attention was elsewhere entirely. There were new guitars in today. Beautiful new guitars. And he could try to profit on a holiday he didn't even care about, that was only celebrated by maybe half the island's population anyway...
Or he could go over each and every one, checking for quality, tuning them up, giving each one a test play, talking himself out of bringing any of them home...
His priorities were sound, thank you.
[OOC: ... I'm at the studio playing air guitar while working on a test for a new position at the studio because my priorities are totally sound. Open!]