Wednesday, April 14, 2004
Last Saturday The Man and I were coupled with a couple of older British ladies to play golf. They were nice enough and not as stuffy as I predicted they would be. They actually asked me to join the Monday morning ladies golf group where all the women without handicaps (i.e., women that suck at golf) can play without feeling a lot of pressure. This sounded perfect for me! On Monday morning, I signed up and went out to the range to hit a few before tee off. I was approached by an immaculately dressed petite British woman who introduced herself as Angela and we decided to head to the start to wait for the rest of our group. Soon thereafter, a tall strawberry blonde woman bounded up to us, shook hands enthusiastically. She said her name was Jan from New Mexico and that she’d been chipping and putting for quite some time waiting on us. The three of us tee’d off at 8:50 and began approaching our pathetic shots when our fourth player wheeled up. The rest of us pulled off to the side so she could hit and just as she did I realized her ball was coming straight for me! As her cart approached me I could see her pudgy lips blurting apologies in an English accent. I told her not to worry, but that it wasn’t the best way to meet new people. She chuckled and looked relieved that she hadn’t almost whacked some stuffy British cow. So, that’s my new golfing group: Burberry Spice, Sporty Spice, and Chubby Spice. What does that make me?
posted by KKT at 8:04 AM