Night golf...
13 years ago
The journal part is down there.
I was just at a fundraiser, which was "Night Golf."
Basically, it was golf at night with glow-in-the-dark balls and glow sticks.
I haven't played for three years or so, so I was a BIT out of practice. I didn't care though, because it was suppose to be fun right? Besides, it would just be me and my dad, and maybe one or two people, so no pressure!
NOPE. A competitive jerk was with us. I tried to like him, but his constant "I'm better than you" attitude was REALLY making it hard. After the third or fourth hole I wanted nothing more then to get away from that guy. Every time we went by another cart I heard them laughing and having a good time, but there I was with a guy who seemed to give me a look of disapproval after each of my strokes... (Coupled with a few "silent" comments.) He also made himself the designated cart driver, and that meant I ended up walking nearly the whole time. (Seemed to nearly kill me every time I DID try to ride. Starting to drive while I was half-in etc.) he also stopped a few times JUST LONG ENOUGH to let me get a few feet from getting in the cart and then he ZOOMED away... He gave me the nickname of "the Gazelle" since I had to keep running along the cart to keep up. =/
Broke my new shoes in the process too. =(
Also, apparently he was drinking whiskey during the game as well. So that might explain why he decided to play with two balls. (When it's SUPPOSE to be only one per person, and $50 a person.)
We ended up three over par, which wasn't too bad, since we were playing in pitch black...
Oh, and after the game he tried to sit with us for the after game meal, but couldn't because there wasn't another chair. (Which I was EXTREAMLY thankful for!)
Anyways, once we got back home, I found out that he was the mayor of Scappose. =|
Hope you all are having a good weekend so far!
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