Late for Tee Time
A group of male lawyers lived and died for their Saturday morning round of golf.
One transferred to another city. It wasn't the same without him.
A new woman lawyer joined their law firm. She overheard the guys
talking about their golf round. She said, "You know, I used to play
on my golf team in college and I was pretty good... would you mind
if I joined you next week?"
The three guys looked at each other. Not one of them wanted to
say 'yes', but she had them on the spot. Finally, one man said it
would be okay, but they would be starting early -- at 6:30 am.
He figured the early tee-time would discourage her. The woman said
this may be a problem, and asked if she could be up to 15 minutes late.
They rolled their eyes, but said okay.
She smiled and said, "Good, I'll be there at 6:30 or 6:45."
She showed up at 6:30 sharp, and beat all three of them with an
eye-opening 2-under par round. She was a fun and pleasant person,
and the guys were impressed. Back at the clubhouse, they
congratulated her and invited her back the next week.
She smiled, and said, "I'll be there at 6:30 or 6:45."
The next week she again showed up at 6:30 sharp.
Only this time, she played left-handed.
The three lawyers were incredulous as she still beat them with
an even par round, despite playing with her off-hand.
They were totally amazed, but wondered if she was trying to
make them look bad by beating them left-handed.
They couldn't figure her out. She was again very pleasant and
didn't seem to be purposely showing them up so they invited her
back again, but each man harbored a burning desire to beat her game.
The third week, the guys had their game faces on.
But this time, she was 15 minutes late, which made the guys irritable.
This week the lady lawyer played right-handed, and narrowly beat all
three of them.
The men mused that her late arrival was due to petty gamesmanship
on her part. However, she was so gracious and so complimentary of
their strong play, they couldn't hold a grudge.
Back in the clubhouse, all three guys were shaking their heads.
This woman was a riddle no one could figure out.
They had a couple of beers, and finally, one of the men asked her
point blank, "How do you decide if you're going to golf
right-handed or left-handed?"
The lady blushed, and grinned... "That's easy," she said.
"When my Dad taught me to play golf, I learned I was ambidextrous.
I like to switch back and forth.
When I got married in college, I discovered my husband always
sleeps in the nude. From then on, I developed a silly habit.
Right before I left in the morning for golf practice, I would pull the
covers off him. If his you-know-what was pointing to the right,
I golfed right-handed; if it was pointed to the left, I golfed left-handed."
The guys on the team thought this was hysterical.
Astonished at this bizarre information, one of the guys shot back,
"But what if it's pointing straight up in the air?"
She said, "Then, I'm 15 minutes late"...........