Music Appreciation

The banquet hall where I worked in HS & college used to have polka bands on Sunday evenings in the summer.
He'd be there with his band early in the summer then near the end.
We'd have the kitchen open making fried chicken & French fries.
One of those times we about to run out of chicken, so I had to run to a supermarket and buy a dozen or so whole birds.
I get back and the band is on break. Frankie tells me he'll help out. So he starts piecing out the birds.
Turns out he was trained as a butcher! He got all those birds done in the amount of time I could have done 2; maybe.
There's my Frankie Yankovic story!