FORE! thought
i had been assigned to schmwork (schmooze and work) the hospitality tent for the US Open on Thursday, and i have to admit, i wasn't really looking forward to it all that much. i'm definitely not a golfer, though it is on my list of things to do, and i definitely didn't know anyone in the tent to even get things kicked off right. so i decided to walk the course, and along the way, i saw two guys who were walking around with white white white faces. after following them for a while, i decided i had to say something, so i tapped one of them on the shoulder with an "excuse me... did you know you're covered in un-rubbed-in sunblock?" he looked at me for a second, then his hands flew to his face to rub it in again, all the while cursing the sunblock and his friend, neither of which had indicated to him that he was walking about looking a bit the crazy person. while frantically rubbing his face, he pointed at my ucsd logo'd shirt and said "hey, nice shirt, i went there." turns out he and i went to the same warren college and graduated (technically) the same year. small world, huh? he had also grown up in north county, so it was even more coincidental. i spent the rest of the afternoon hanging out with him and his friend at the 16th pin, getting a few lessons in golf, stepping over sunburnt drunk people passed out in the grass, heckling players and other spectators, and generally goofing off. i get the impression i got a different US Open experience than most who had journeyed there, but at least i have a new appreciation for the audience. and for sunblock ; )
current mood: schooled