I had an awful thing happen to me on the way to a gig yesterday. Usually, I play piano but every once in a while I get called to play accordion. I was running a little bit late and had meant to pick up my tux at the cleaner's the night before but ran out of time. Figured, "no biggie," I'll pick it up on the way to the gig and change once I get there. Anyway, feeling a little frazzled by some last minute stuff at home (dog pee'd on the floor, taking up some precious time I didn't have), I left late and dashed off to the cleaners. It was pouring, so I hurriedly parked the car as close to the cleaners as I could get, left my accordion in the back seat, and made a run for the cleaners. While waiting for them to locate my tux, I realized that I had forgotten to lock my car. I tried to remain calm, but was starting to work myself into a frenzy worrying about the unlocked car. Sure enough, after I collected my tux and ran back to the car, my worst fears were realized. There were two more accordions in the back seat.