Person’ly

Michael Cain says:

Somewhat related to the fourth panel… Due to assorted circumstances, the summer after my junior year of college I played golf on Wednesday afternoons with the doctors and dentists at one of the local muni courses. The starter used me to fill a group when one of the foursome failed to show because I was polite, never cursed, and would ask questions about their work. (Always make friends with the starter at your local course.) The doctors and dentists made up weird bets on the round, and would eventually ask me if I wanted in. I’d give ’em my best aw-shucks look and say that it was a bit pricey for a college student. They’d look at me — skinny young guy in shorts and a t-shirt, scuffed golf shoes, ratty bag, beat-up looking clubs — and compare it to themselves — natty attire with big expensive bags of clubs on the back of their carts — and remove a bunch of the downside risk for me. Some of them were bright enough to figure out that they’d been had, at least a bit, when I ripped the first tee shot straight down the fairway.

It ain’t about how good the clubs look.Report