Knot Right
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I was driving home on a chilly day a couple weeks ago after giving a lady a estimate for some repair work. I ended up driving by a local course where I saw a old "drywall" buddy walking on the last holes of the back 9. (I have known the guy for years and he has thrown a lot of work my way)I hit the horn and waved, and then he frantically starts waving for me to come over to him. So, I parked the truck and walked over by the green while he putted out. He asked me to walk in with him because he wanted to talk to me about throwing me some of the recent flood damage insurance work. He hits off on a par 3, and we walk over towards the green. There was a club lying near the left bunker, so I walked over and picked it up. It was a Miura K grind with those funny looking gouge cuts on the back of the sole, Nippon shaft, and a yellow and black grip. I waggled it for a bit and shoved it into his bag while he chipped and putted. He said that he would turn it into the pro shop and I never gave it another thought. After he putted out on hole 9, we walk over the clubhouse/pro shop for a coffee, but it's locked up.
Fast forward to yesterday.
I am at a local golf shop yacking with the salesperson friend while killing time, waggling a few clubs, and talking families. I am at the used wedge rack pulling down various clubs for a few waggles while he worked a couple customers. I eventually picked up the very same club my friend took home with him? I look over at my friend and asked when this one came in. He replied that he wasn't sure. He could see that I was looking a little strange so he asked ...what's up? I told him that I would be back in a few. I go out to my work truck and call the pro shop at the course and asked if anyone had reported losing the Miura. The guy on the phone said yeah, the guy has been calling about it for the past week.......why? I just sat there kinda kind of pissed off, and bummed out.
I eventually reached under the back seat of my truck and grabbed up a couple wedges and a hybrid that I was experimenting with recently, but no longer wanted. I went back inside and finally exchanged them for the Miura after a 5 minute ......... "friendly haggle".
I drove over to the course to drop the club off. There were a few players standing in line ahead of me, and a couple that came in behind me. When I got to the counter, I told him that I was turning in the lost club. The assistant gives me a snarky look and goes into a minute long browbeating about turning in lost clubs. I just stood there listening while he went on, and I could see the other people standing there looking at me like I was a dunce.
When he was finished,I turned and started walking out. I looked back over my shoulder and told him that I didn't find the club................I just "effing" bought it!
Then to top things off, I told the wife last night that I wasn't doing anymore business with this guy, and told her about the club. I got a 5 minute rant about throwing away a good money over a "stupid golf club".
Screw it........ I texted the guy at at 4:38 this morning and typed...... I turned in that Miura SW for you!
My cell phone messages has been lit up like a Christmas tree for the past hour.
I'm not even going to respond.
Sorry for the very long rant folks, but I brought this dirt bag into the game some years ago. I spent a lot of time teaching him most of the little things that go along with the game............ including honesty. I had a feeling that he's kept a couple of found clubs over the years, but never forced the issue. I feel responsible.
And...............I ended up being chastised on two fronts over a simple golf club.
Rant .............over!
Fast forward to yesterday.
I am at a local golf shop yacking with the salesperson friend while killing time, waggling a few clubs, and talking families. I am at the used wedge rack pulling down various clubs for a few waggles while he worked a couple customers. I eventually picked up the very same club my friend took home with him? I look over at my friend and asked when this one came in. He replied that he wasn't sure. He could see that I was looking a little strange so he asked ...what's up? I told him that I would be back in a few. I go out to my work truck and call the pro shop at the course and asked if anyone had reported losing the Miura. The guy on the phone said yeah, the guy has been calling about it for the past week.......why? I just sat there kinda kind of pissed off, and bummed out.
I eventually reached under the back seat of my truck and grabbed up a couple wedges and a hybrid that I was experimenting with recently, but no longer wanted. I went back inside and finally exchanged them for the Miura after a 5 minute ......... "friendly haggle".
I drove over to the course to drop the club off. There were a few players standing in line ahead of me, and a couple that came in behind me. When I got to the counter, I told him that I was turning in the lost club. The assistant gives me a snarky look and goes into a minute long browbeating about turning in lost clubs. I just stood there listening while he went on, and I could see the other people standing there looking at me like I was a dunce.
When he was finished,I turned and started walking out. I looked back over my shoulder and told him that I didn't find the club................I just "effing" bought it!
Then to top things off, I told the wife last night that I wasn't doing anymore business with this guy, and told her about the club. I got a 5 minute rant about throwing away a good money over a "stupid golf club".
Screw it........ I texted the guy at at 4:38 this morning and typed...... I turned in that Miura SW for you!
My cell phone messages has been lit up like a Christmas tree for the past hour.
I'm not even going to respond.
Sorry for the very long rant folks, but I brought this dirt bag into the game some years ago. I spent a lot of time teaching him most of the little things that go along with the game............ including honesty. I had a feeling that he's kept a couple of found clubs over the years, but never forced the issue. I feel responsible.
And...............I ended up being chastised on two fronts over a simple golf club.
Rant .............over!