Many years ago, I was NYC high school music teacher. Aside from teaching general music classes, I was the choral director. On one particular day, the band teacher was out and I was asked to cover his classes. No problem.
During orchestra practice, one of the tuba players told me he was having trouble with his instrument; the valves were sticking. I took the tuba from him, disassembled all the valves, cleaned them, oiled them, realigned them and put them back. To make sure the tuba was now OK, I put it to my lips, blew a few notes and gave it back to the student.
As I was walking away, I heard him whisper to one of his friends, "Oh crap, he used my mouth piece!" Now, he had a legitimate gripe...I should not have used his mouthpiece...how unsanitary of me.
I turned to apologize and found him cleaning the mouthpiece with his sock! I said nothing. I just wondered how insulted I should feel and went on with the rehearsal.
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