He Plays Acid Rock

I work in a music store. Aside from packs of guitar strings, we also carry individual strings in all the different gauges.

One day, this guitarist comes in and asks to see the string box and proceeds to buy every single string in a particular gauge — for example, every high E in .09.

Me: “I hope you don’t mind me asking, but why do you need so many?”

Customer: “I’m in a road band playing the hotel down the road, and I need so many because the acid in my sweat eats through them so quickly.”

Being a skeptical fellow, I say:

Me: “You’re s***ing me.”

Customer: “Nope, I’ll bring my guitar in tomorrow and show you!”

The next day, he shows up with his Gibson Les Paul (a very expensive electric guitar) that looks like someone poured acid on it in the typical wear areas.

Me: “How old is your guitar?”

Customer: “Two years.”

I was shocked. I’d never seen that kind of damage and haven’t since. It looked far worse than fifty-year-old guitars I’d seen.

Not a bad customer, actually quite a nice guy, but with a problem I’ve never heard of and haven’t seen since!