Golf

It was a sunny morning, a little before 8:00 a.m., on the
first hole of a busy course and I was beginning my pre-shot routine,
visualizing my upcoming shot when a piercing voice came over the
club house loud speaker: "Would the gentleman on the woman's tee
back up to the men's tee please!!"

I could feel every eye on the course looking at me. I was
still deep in my routine, seemingly impervious to the interruption. Again the announcement: "Would the MAN on the WOMAN'S tee kindly back up to the men's tee."

I simply ignored the guy and kept concentrating, when once
more, the man yelled: "WOULD THE MAN ON THE WOMAN'S TEE BACK UP TO
THE MEN'S TEE, PLEASE!!!"

I finally stopped, turned, cupped my hands and shouted back...

"WOULD THE A$$H0LE WITH THE MICROPHONE KINDLY KEEP QUIET
AND LET ME PLAY MY SECOND SHOT!!"