the janitor and the museum curator story
As an amusing aside, I once visited a small museum of arms in the town of Torin, Italy. No one was there but the janitor, my wife and our friend who served as translator. The janitor overheard our conversation and perhaps decided I was not fully ignorant. He eagerly gave us a tour. I remarked to him that some of the exhibits were incongruous collections of weapons and other items that in no way could possibly go together. That started a tirade by the old guy who proceeded to point out all the idiocies in the exhibits. He loved that museum and the artifacts. He was very well informed — evidently more so than the curator!
- Dave A
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