Older employees at golf stores
I have always gravitated towards the older guy I play golf with for a few reasons. Number one being their brutal honesty. Last weekend I paid for my wife and sister in law to go see a concert while I hung out with my two sons and my nephew. Well, obviously, one stop we made was at a golf store.
I was trading in a few wedges to get a new Cleveland full face 56* and I struck up a conversation with the gentleman behind the counter. He was probably in his late 60’s. We talked about our favorite vintage clubs and the death of the blade putter, then, another gentleman walks up and kindly interrupted asking for help in the putters. My oldest son and my nephew were on the putting green with the two cheapest used putters in the store, so I told them to scoot over to the side to let this man test some.
Well the customer in his probably early 50’s, wearing Peter Millar and GFore spikeless shoes grabs a LAB OZi HS off the rack and the older employee walks off a distance from the cup he wants him to put from. He says, “Everyone comes in here looking to putt from one side of the green to the other, but hit some 8 footers to see if this putter actually fits your eye.” Well, the customer lines one up and leaves it about 2 feet short and a foot left. All of a sudden, the older employee says, “$300 shoes and a $600 putter can’t fix a $2 stroke. Have you thought about lessons?”
The guy chuckles and lines up another putt, this one only marginally better. Then he walks up front and buys the putter.
This old employee delivered one of the most savage lines I have heard on or off the course and completely got away with it. Gotta love it.