Eavesdropping is a fantastic way to pass the time at the office...while diligently working of course. Today, I overheard a pair debating the finer points of golf (if you ask me, however, and they didn't, the only good part of golf is the cart). My coworkers conversation went like this:
CoW 1: I need a utility driver.
Cow 2: Use your three wood.
CoW 1: I don't have a three wood.
Cow 2: You don't have a three wood?
The conversation was scintillating! It went on like this for some time. The highlight was, "you don't have a three wood?" The question was asked in disgust, and that kind of passion over a club is amusing. It got me to wonder, what am I passionate about? Well, this:
Me: 'll take a Snickers.
Shop Keep: We don't have any Snickers.
Me: WHAT! You don't have any Snickers!?
Shop Keep: I'm sorry.
Me: PAUL HUNGRY!! PAUL SMASH!!
In minutes the corner store would be in ruins. That, however, seems reasonable, because they didn't have a Snickers. Anger over clubs, though, is silly.
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