So I was the beer cart girl for a golf tournament this weekend. I use the term “golf tournament” loosely because it was unlike any golf tournament that I have ever attended (and for your information, that would be two).
The general idea seemed to be throw a bunch of rednecks onto a golf course and give them unlimited Bud Light or Coors Light (often pronounced “Cers” by the less refined of the bunch) and throw ideas like a dress code out the window.
There were two guys playing golf in jeans. IN JEANS! With, like, high tops (ok, maybe not high tops but I thought that would make it funnier) and a t-shirt.
You can argue that golf is kind of a snobby sport. And you’re probably right. Which is fine with me because it makes no apologies for that. Having dated a serious golfer (who won one of those aforementioned tournaments), I know that there are rules and there is etiquette. My guess is that throwing your ball at the green is probably frowned upon by traditional golfing standards. Yes, that happened today.
I realize that even in refined games of golf (matches of golf?), f-bombs are tossed around and clubs chucked angrily at the fairway. But this took it all to an entirely new level.
Plus it was only a nine hole course and after my fourth lap, I started to feel like I was playing Mario Cart in real life.
But I did help bring in $122 in tips that will go toward a good cause and had fun with two fellow DGs. Well worth every wind-burned, low-brow moment. Woot!
I completely lived this very same thing a couple months ago but I was the “photo girl” on the 10th hole. It was outrageous yet entertaining and horrifying all at the same time. I was mooned, asked out, gawked at, inappropriately touched, beer spilled on me, almost run over by a mad man in a golf cart, witnessed a 300 lb man thrown from a cart… you name it; all the things that shouldn’t happen on a golf course did. It was great fun!
Glad you enjoyed yourself.
So, is the “good cause” shoe shopping?