Hey Larry’s JOTW #91

There once was a man named Mr. Evans who pursued a law degree, even though his passion was music. All through law school, he yearned to drop out and play in a cover band, singing Beatles songs all night to a crowd of fans. Eventually, though the man became a lawyer instead.

Through the years, he became a highly esteemed practicioner of law. He rose in his practice of jurisprudence until one day he even became a county judge. He came home and told his wife that he still wasn’t satisfied. Despite everything, singing the Beatles was still his dream. She told her next door neighbor, Megan, who told her husband, Tom.

Tom said, “We’ve known Judge Evans his whole life. He’s getting to retiring age. It’d be a shame if he never got to realize his true dream.”

Megan agreed, and after talking with Mrs. Evans, they conspired to make the judge’s dream come true. For Meg and Tom’s 30th anniversary party, they’d ask Judge Evans to play music.

Judge Evans showed up to Meg and Tom’s house. He was sheepish, but agreed to sing “Hey Jude.” To Tom’s surprise, he sounded just like John Lennon! They gave him the gig without a second thought.

Elated, Mr. Evans called up a few of his buddies down at the country club and found a drummer, a bass player, and a guitarist. They wore bell bottoms and headbands, even looking the part!

The group showed up to the party and started singing “Yellow Submarine.” To Meg and Tom’s horror, the guitar was out of tune, the drummer was off-beat, and Mr. Evans accompanying vocalists were atrocious.

Tom turned to Meg and said, “I guess we should’ve listened to the age old adage.”

“Oh?” Meg asked.

“Never book a Judge by his cover.”

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