Little snot nose brats make me laugh, but their parents who let them get away with it are even better. I was at a local golf shop putzing around recently and stumbled across a young kid and his mother. This little punk’s snappy attitude towards his mother made me want to slap him…but, not my kid, not my job.
Apparently the young’un wanted to take-up golf and was looking for a set of clubs. So, the sales person had him hitting balls to warm up. It was obvious the kid had never really played and after a few swings the salesperson suggested a starter set and went to grabs a few clubs from it. This spoiled kid takes one look at the clubs asks how much they cost and tells his mother “I can’t play with those pieces of junk! I want the Nike’s…”
The salesperson calmly explained to the mother that the Nike’s cost a lot more…about $600 more. And to start with those clubs, especially if the kid might not end up playing a whole lot, doesn’t really make sense. He could have easily pushed those clubs on them and made his commission, but he did what he should have done and (from what I saw) advised them properly.
The kid persisted that the starter set was not for him. So, the sales person (who looked like he had been through this before) tells the kid that they’re going to run a few tests to see what would be best. He took a 7 iron from both the starter and Nike set and tapes the bottom and back of the head (so you couldn’t really see which was which). He had the kid swing both and then asked him which one felt better. Just as suspected, the kid had no clue.
Now that the point had been proven, the kid started making a big stink and demanded he get the Nike set. He said something along the lines of “I will never speak to you again and you don’t love me…blah blah blah…if I don’t get these Nike clubs.” Are you f#$@ing kidding me?!?! If I ever spoke like that to my parents as a kid, it would have been knuckle sandwiches for dinner (maybe not that bad but not that far off either). That’s when I left the area, I couldn’t deal with this kid anymore. And if I stayed any longer I probably would have thrown my 2 cents in…
I’ll tel ya’…the lack of respect these days is heart breaking. And then you wonder why the course is littered with morons acting like they’re Jack Nicklaus but playing like a bunch of Jack Asses.
Hit’em long, yell FORE!! Respect your parents…
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