People keep saying I was hard to work with like I was the problem, but I simply had standards and excellent volume. by Ludwig van Beethoven

Standards is one word for arriving late, glaring at everyone, and turning every polite dinner into a concerto.

He says that like being universally admired excuses the trombone behavior.

Respectfully, this is why I learned everything from you and still kept my distance.

Say what you want, but nobody leaves my room unchanged; that’s branding.

You wrote poems about feelings; I made feelings file a noise complaint.