A few years a former tubist with the Prairie Brass Band was playing a recital accompanied by piano. During one piece (somewhere in the Gregson Concerto, maybe...?) his cell phone went off in the middle of an extended passage. After digging in his pockets at the next available rest he handed it to the pianist who then answered it and held an extended conversation while Cro (the tubist) continued playing - "Hello....No, he can't come to the phone right now....No, he's in the middle of a concert....Okay, I'll let him know....Right....Okay, goodbye." She then got up, ran around the piano and whispered something in his ear, then sat back down and resumed playing. At his next rest he put the tuba down, turned around, and made a big show of pulling up his fly!! Had the audience in tears!!! :-D :-D
-Lothian