I hate it. Well maybe not hate but short of its ability to enrich otherwise also ran athletes I see no real purpose or practicality to it. Attacking a little white ball with a menacing metal stick that has a bulb on the end of it. I listened carefully as the other engineers in the cafeteria talked about their $700.00 hybrid drivers, whatever those are, sounds more like androgynous automobilia than it does sports. Don't get me wrong, these are bright and talented people but geez the idea that room full of excellent minds could be so absorbed in something so mundane in the face of national crises and world distress just astonishes me. I guess I need to get out more but then again the whole idea of working in the first place is to support family, at least for me.
" Some days I can hit it 300 yards with the hybrid and then on other days I just can't get it right "
" I told my girlfriend that I'm not a good enough player to know the difference between a $700.00 club and a $100.00 club but she bought me the expensive one anyway"
" I've played all over the world, where I go my clubs go "
" At $26.00 per nine holes that place is a bargain ! "
" Last year I spent over three grand on my clubs ! "
And so forth. I was nearly bored to tears before I left the coffee room and found that I was unable to engage anyone in any kind of serious conversation about world economics, the war in Iraq or even the current state of hydrocarbon based transportation as opposed to Alternative energy based transportation, although many of these guys do work on that stuff.
Jocks...they're everywhere.
jo