There is a golfer who goes to his country club to play a round.

He goes up to the front desk and asks for a tee time and a cart. The desk worker replies I am sorry sir, but we do not have carts anymore…we have replaced them with robots.

Astonished, and a little pissed off the golfer says fine whatever just give me a damn robot.

So he takes the robot and begins his round. When he gets to about the 5th hole he tells the robot to give him his seven iron.

The robot replies negative, you should use a six iron. At this point an argument begins which lasts about five minutes. He says look robot I have been a golfer for over 30 years. I think I know what club to use…give me the damn seven iron.

The robot refuses over and over. Finally he asks for the six iron and the robot gives it to him. He takes it still muttering under his breath, and lines up his shot and smacks the **** out of the ball. It bounces once and then goes in the hole.

The golfer is pumped. He goes on to play the best round of his life with the robots help.

The next week he comes in and asks the desk worker for a tee time and a robot. The desk worker says I am sorry we had to get rid of the robots. The golfer obviously irritated asks why?

I played the best round of my life last week. The clerk stated that the robots shiny metal bodies were interfering with other golfers games.

The golfer said that is silly why didn’t you just paint them black? The desk worker replied we already tried that sir, and the next day we caught five of them stealing from us and the rest didn’t show up to work.

 

Hahaha Nice!!