Pitch and Putt My Ass

Life has been more exciting ever since I met my new friends. Now, we are all one happy group of friends who are fast becoming activity partners. We've talked about going skydiving, camping, white water rafting, etc. Since today is a statutory holiday with an awesome weather outside, we have decided to go pitch and putt at Central Park in Burnaby.

All excited, Denise, Sterling, Howard, Keith, Chung-li and I went there first. We paid our fee, held our clubs, practiced while waiting in line. In the middle of completing the 2nd hole, we were approached by this guy who works there. Rudely, he told us to split into two groups since only 4 people in a group are allowed to be in the greens. And so we did. Little did we know that this jerk of a guy was checking on us every other minute. Just when we were starting the 9th hole, we were already 9 in the group. He came to us and started picking on us, and even threatened to bring the cops: "It's either you cooperate or leave." Of course, we had to argue our case. We paid to play, why is he kicking us out? It got into a heated argument between him and Sterling. Everyone was frustrated and started arguing with him all at the same time. He got fed up and basically, kicked us out of the course without giving back the money to the latecomers (both Wendys) who didn't even play. Jerkface!

What a first experience in pitch and putt. As the twins would say, "It's memorable."