You know it's 5:45pm when the fat man blows his bagpipes

Everyday after classes, I aim to get all of my reading for the next day completed by 5:30pm. Then afterwards, I'll put my books away in my locker and start walking home to veg out in front of the TV.

And everyday when I start my walk home, I know exactly when it's 5:45pm because that's when this nice old man starts playing his bagpipes as he walks around the block. I don't know why he does this, but he does it everyday. I even saw him playing on the weekends, at 5:45pm, when I was walking back from the gym.

For most people, it's not over until the fat lady sings. For me, the day is done is when the fat man blows his bagpipes.