Bogey

I work at a nice golf course, and enjoy playing the game as well. I'm always looking to bring people out to play a round, and introduce them to the course. The bonus is, that my guests get a great discount when I bring them out.

A couple years ago, I told a college professor of mine that he should come out and play the course with two other classmates and me. I offered purely just out of politeness. I wasn't actually interested in sharing a day with him outside of my school life...

A couple of weeks later, I got an email from him. He asked if he could play golf on Saturday, at that great guest rate that I said I could get. I felt so awkward, and didn't know what to say...I was completely shocked that he asked. I politely responded saying that I was actually working, so I wouldn't be able to play on Saturday. I said maybe some other time, and apologized.

What made it even MORE awkward, was his response. Let me paraphrase it for you:

"Katie, sorry for the confusion but I was implying that I wanted to come out and play with a foursome there. Not golf with you. Sorry about that. Is that deal still up for grabs?"

WOW. So, not only did I misinterpret the original question, I now CREATED the awkwardness that followed, by assuming he wanted to play golf with me, alone. I believe my face was beyond beet red at this point. Needless to say, I ended up getting him onto the course, by pulling some strings. I didn't particularly want to, but that's just how nice I am, I suppose.

Regardless, it made for a very awkward Monday class...

Since then, I have tried not to jump to conclusions, and re-evaluate questions before I submit a solid response. Can you relate?

Talk about BAD timing...

This story is 100% true. I'm walking with a classmate, across the college campus. It was a day or two after we got a heavy downfall of snow. As we pass our student council's building, I stop to point out some window painting "talent". Across the windows, the person painted "WHOOOOOO SNOWWWW", when in actuality, I knew they meant "WOOOOO", being excited for the white stuff. As I point this out, I realize that I need to take a picture to show my grammar teacher. I knew she would appreciate it.

Just then, as I'm holding up my iPhone and telling my classmate Kevin that I don't know if the letters will show up, two girls approach.
"You like the windows eh!" a girl with blue hair says.
"Uhhhh yea...." I start to say.
She cuts me off and says, "Thanks, I did them myself actually. The Student Council president just calls me whenever they'd like something done on the windows," the artistic girl boasts as she looks at her bored friend.
"Well... look at that," is all that I could say. When I really wanted to say was "don't quit your day job."
Kevin feeling equally awkward, says, "You did a really good job," as he fake-smiles.

While all of this is going on, I still have my arms extended to take the picture with my phone. I'm just holding my phone there, trying to justify what I'm doing, and yet hide it at the same time. The girl smiled and skipped away with her friend. "WHAT are the ODDS of THAT?" I yell to my classmate. We were laughing so hard, and yet, had to keep it down because the two girls were walking in front of us now.

For the record, the photo did not turn out well, because it was so cloudy out. Here it is, below. You'll notice I tried to show you where the paint was. I will admit, we all make spelling mistakes. However, I found it funny that this was so blatently wrong and displayed to the public, I had to share. The point of this story is the fact that out of thousands of students, the one person who painted it walked up to me. I still cannot believe this really happened.