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TIFU by getting my piano tuned

Me (M32) and my wife (F30) just had our 5 year wedding anniversary yesterday. My plan was to have a professional tune her family piano since it said so out of tune, many of the keys only make a clunk. There is only one guy in town who can tune pianos so I went with him. Unfortunately, the guy won't be able to make it out until the next weekend. I still hoped to keep it a surprise but when my wife mentioned wanting to go out that day, I told her I'd have to stay at home because the piano is getting tuned. She immediately looked like a cat with its hair standing and asked by who so I told her it was the local guy. Apparently, they had this same guy tune the same piano nearly 20 years ago and the freak stole the finished mahogany plank from the top of the piano bench and replaced it with plywood. My in-laws are famously doormats of people so they never pursued anything but that's why the piano hasn't been tuned in so long. I still want to get the piano tuned as our son is showing an interest in it but I'm going to have to watch this guy like a hawk to make sure he doesn't run off with anything.

TL:DR: I unknowingly hired a kleptomaniac to tune my wife's piano and now I'm going to spend my Saturday morning watching him to make sure he doesn't run off with anything.

Edit to add information: The piano was previously at my wife's grandmother's house. When they were moving it, they sent it in to this guy's shop to get tuned and the bench went with it for some reason. That's how he was able to replace the bench top with something that fit without anyone noticing while he did it

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