Wednesday, July 20, 2011

A Swing And A Miss

I was hanging out with my brother at the grocery store the other day waiting in line to check out.  And, yes, hanging out at the grocery store is cool.  Shut it.

There was a guy in front of us wearing dress slacks and a polo.  My brother and I were in deep conversation over the various gum that was available in the check out line when the guy in front of us did a golf swing.  A golf swing!  At the grocery store!  I looked around to see if there was a golf magazine that jogged the guy's memory into doing a practice swing or if he saw one of his golf buddies and that was their universal hello.  Nope.  The guy has golfing tourettes.
However, it could have been worse.  He could have done an imaginary lay up and dunked on the guy who was bagging groceries while yelling "This is MY house!"  Or worse yet, he could have tried to perfect his double axel near the "Wet Floor" sign.  Worst yet, practice his curling delivery using a frozen chicken down aisle 7.

Actually, all of those situations would have been so much better than the golf swing.  He was quite unoriginal and his golf swing wasn't that great.

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