My wife and I used to work together. One day, she declared "Find your way home on Mondays. I'm taking ukulele lessons after work". Soooo, to keep my ride (before I discovered motorized bicycles), I tagged along with her for music lessons.
That was 8 years ago. She gave up; I've played regularly all these years, got more ukes than motorized bikes. Thirty years ago, there was "hallway music" or "elevator music" called MUZAK piped into large office buildings. Those days are long gone. I miss that, so now I play/practice almost daily in the room near the elevator, where smokers used to be allowed.
I am the hallway music during my lunch hour.
Mucho compliments, because people here rarely practice or play music in public. Strange.
I also have a Martin acoustic guitar (D28?) and an old banjo. Someday, I'll learn to play them.