I always wanted to play a piano in some restaurant in Italy, singing romantic Italian songs.
One evening I was really sad for some reason and I thought I should sing a song to myself.
I started with the only Italian song I know, I put in my headphones and started to sing along with it. I know I wasn't loud, but I don't know why the cops came at my door and asked "Has someone been stabbed in the house?"
I was like "What? Why?"
The cop said "We just heard some agonizing screams from your house"
I said "No sir,. I was singing"
Cop "Next time you try anything of that sort, I am going to get you arrested"
"If not me, someone will shoot you for sure"
That's the day I realized why my mother never got me a piano or allowed me to sing in the bathroom
