So, I'm at a golf tournament and my tee-time is at 10:40am. (Yes, can you tell where this is going???) I figured I better check my starting time, just in case. When I get to the lady with the tee-sheet, she tells me that my tee-time is at 9:40am. And of course, what is the time now? It's 9:45am! The lady asked me where I have been and that they have been calling my name through the intercom. Of course, it is as soft as it can be. So I rush to the tee box with my golf bag and I'm asking around to see if I can still go. They say yes. I put my bag down and whaddaya know... there are only about half a dozen clubs in my bag, most of them wedges! Obviously, I am quite frazzled by now. I declared to the officials that I can't play since I don't have all my clubs. I pick up my bag and go back to my room. On the way back to my room, I'm frantically trying to think what to do now - should I drive back to Tulsa? But that's a really long drive home. Should I just stay here the rest of the week? Or should I call my housing in Brownsville and tell them I'm arriving early? ARGHHH! And of course, in any dream, it's a maze to get back to my room. My clothes and other stuff that I have with me on my trip are all over the place, in different rooms. YIKES! And finally... I wake up, and thankfully it's just a dream? Or is it...?
The only things I haven't done so far is miss my tee-time. Well, at least not on the Futures Tour. I did miss my tee-time once when I was playing in a mini-tour in Phoenix. Long story. And yes, that's an automatic 2-stroke penalty! (assuming you do have all your clubs and you are ready to play) :-s
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Yikes, that sounds almost as bad as my waiting tables dream when nothing is stocked in the kitchen and people keep coming in...
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