You were walking down the cold streets of Scotland. It was pretty much silent and the only sound was the breeze roaring in your ears. Eventually you begin to hear a bagpipe playing in the distance. As you keep walking. The sound gets louder and louder. Eventually, you see the country human of Scotland outside a local liquor store playing the bagpipe. He seemed to be doing it out of boredom. He notices you and stops playing for a moment

Scotland: “Oi, g’day mate.” He says politely