AMTAM Golf
Truly there is no AMTAM like a golf AMTAM.
Experience number 1:
My friends "Mr. Jones" and "Mr. Smith" show up at a local golf course to play nine rounds. They pay their fees, get the cart and head to the first hole. There "Mr. Smith" is informed that his shirt does not meet the club's strict dress code. Too many buttons. Really. One is not allowed more than 3 buttons on one's shirt. He has to go to the shop and buy a polo from the club.
Experience number 2:
I join my aforementioned friends one Sunday for 9 holes. Now I don't normally play golf. I have some clubs, the garbage pail clubs - I found them next to a dumpster 10+ years ago, but I do not own any golf shoes. We feared this would upset the course's "gatekeeper" and sure enough, we were right. "No golf shoes, cannot," I was told. Of course we had already paid. So we asked the guy where to get our money back. He was surprised that my friends weren't going to just play without me. The wheels turned and he quickly realized that losing $100 USD in refunds was not as acceptable as letting me play in tennis shoes, so I was granted a one time exception. (They don't sell shoes in their shop) Just as we were about to leave for the first tee, the guy came out and said, "How about rental shoes? You can play if you use rental shoes." My first thought is "Curious. Why didn't they mention that before?"
I walk back to the guard shack and I look around for shoes and wait for him to ask my shoe size. The guy steps behind the counter, takes off his shoes and hands them to me. I have to use the "rental shoes" to play. Luckily, they're my size. 15 RM in this guys pocket.
Rental Shoes:
The golf game was also quite the experience. On hole featured a pond surrounded by some tall trees and...MONKEYS! Not just any monkeys, belly-flop-diving monkeys. As we prepared to te off the monkeys were climbing halfway up the trees and then jumping and bellyflopping into the pond, swimming to the side and repeating. It's a little distracting.
Another hole featured a 5-6 foot long monitor lizard. They like to lay in wait, daring unsuspecting golfers to retrieve their poorly hit balls.
Naturally, I can't wait to go back. Next time I take the camera to get the monkeys on film. (The camera phone pics came out all blurry)
Experience number 1:
My friends "Mr. Jones" and "Mr. Smith" show up at a local golf course to play nine rounds. They pay their fees, get the cart and head to the first hole. There "Mr. Smith" is informed that his shirt does not meet the club's strict dress code. Too many buttons. Really. One is not allowed more than 3 buttons on one's shirt. He has to go to the shop and buy a polo from the club.
Experience number 2:
I join my aforementioned friends one Sunday for 9 holes. Now I don't normally play golf. I have some clubs, the garbage pail clubs - I found them next to a dumpster 10+ years ago, but I do not own any golf shoes. We feared this would upset the course's "gatekeeper" and sure enough, we were right. "No golf shoes, cannot," I was told. Of course we had already paid. So we asked the guy where to get our money back. He was surprised that my friends weren't going to just play without me. The wheels turned and he quickly realized that losing $100 USD in refunds was not as acceptable as letting me play in tennis shoes, so I was granted a one time exception. (They don't sell shoes in their shop) Just as we were about to leave for the first tee, the guy came out and said, "How about rental shoes? You can play if you use rental shoes." My first thought is "Curious. Why didn't they mention that before?"
I walk back to the guard shack and I look around for shoes and wait for him to ask my shoe size. The guy steps behind the counter, takes off his shoes and hands them to me. I have to use the "rental shoes" to play. Luckily, they're my size. 15 RM in this guys pocket.
Rental Shoes:
The golf game was also quite the experience. On hole featured a pond surrounded by some tall trees and...MONKEYS! Not just any monkeys, belly-flop-diving monkeys. As we prepared to te off the monkeys were climbing halfway up the trees and then jumping and bellyflopping into the pond, swimming to the side and repeating. It's a little distracting.
Another hole featured a 5-6 foot long monitor lizard. They like to lay in wait, daring unsuspecting golfers to retrieve their poorly hit balls.
Naturally, I can't wait to go back. Next time I take the camera to get the monkeys on film. (The camera phone pics came out all blurry)
posted by International Dave at 5:46 PM
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