Soooo... I'm practically a golfer now. Practically. I'm as close to being a golfer as a non-golfer has ever been. In case your wondering how I am able to claim this title, I am working at the Lee Creek Golf Course for my second season. I think it's been about 5 years since I picked up a club with the intent to swing at a ball, so don't ask me how I lucked out with this job. And inspite of my lack of hands on experience, I am getting pretty good at all this golf lingo. Shotgun, scramble, eagle, birdie, boogie, KP, the best kind of balls and club, what makes a 'slow green' or a 'fast green', I can organise tournaments and finally understand what a handicap is. Plus I'm pretty good at driving those golf carts. And even though I don't consider myself to be a golfer and most likely never will be, I find myself being sucked into this place. I want this place to do good, so succeed. I like nothing more than to see the parking lot full and every tee time booked. Why else would I agree to working 10 hours today and probably more than that tomorrow?
One of these days I'm going to go golfing for real. But first I think I might sneak onto the range when no one else is there. The only problem is, when I do get time off, the very last place I want to be is at work. Right? I think you know what I mean. But that's alight, cause I'm determined, It will happen this year. Then I won't be such a hypocrite.
Sorry this is a useless post. I am trying to stick to my summer's resolution of blogging consistently and this is whats on my mind right now. I will try not to bore you with any more posts about work.
And now, I've got to get back to work, there's about 500 carts out there waiting to be parked.
Oh joy, I love tournament weekends.
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