Some years ago I taught an autoharp class at the California Bluegrass Association's Father's day teaching camp. Yup, they actually hired me and I only had to pay 'em $500 to let me.

The class was looked down upon by the hot shots and was supposed to be for the blue haired wives of the 'real' musicians. Turned out that there were some fine players in attendance.

To bolster their egos and have fun with our second class status, I handed out home made buttons to the participants each day. They were as follows:

"I have more strings than you do!"
"It's an Autoharp. You got a problem with that?!" and,
"Autoharpers push my buttons!"