A Man Named Brent.
A man named Brent goes to a public golf
course. He approaches the man behind the counter
in the pro shop and
says , "I would like 18 holes of golf and a caddie."
The man behind the
counter says, "The 18 holes of golf is no problem, but
all of the caddies
are out on the course..
What I will do for
you is this: We just received 8 brand new robot golf
caddies. If you're
willing to take one with you out on the course and come
back and tell me how
well it works,your round of golf is on me today."
accepted the man's offer.. He approached the first tee,
looked at the fairway
and said to himself, "I think my driver will do the
The robot caddie
turned to the man and said, "No sir. Use your 3 wood. A
driver is far too
much club for this hole." Hesitantly, Brent pulled
out his 3 wood, made
good contact with the ball, and the ball landed about
10 feet to the right
front of the hole on the green.
The golfer, Brent,
delighted, turned to the robot and thanked him for his
As Brent pulled out
his putter he said, "I think this green is gonna
break left to right."
The robot then again
spoke up and said, "No sir. I do believe this green
will break right to
Thinking about the
last time the robot corrected his prediction, Brent decided
again to listen to
He made his putt and
birdied the hole thanks to the robot and his advice.
But his luck didn't
Brent’s entire game
was the best game he ever played, thanks to the assistance of the new robot golf
Upon returning to
the clubhouse, the man behind the counter asked, "How was your game ?"
Brent stated, "It
was, by far, the BEST game I ever played. Thank you very much for letting me
take one of your robots. See you next week."
A week passed, and
excited, Brent returned to the pro shop. Upon entering, he turned to the man
behind the counter and said, "I would like 18 holes of golf and one of those
robot golf caddies, please."
The gentleman from
behind the counter turned to the man and said, "Well the 18 holes is no problem.
However, we had to
get rid of the robots. We had too many complaints."
"COMPLAINTS? Who in
the heck could've complained about those robots? They were incredible"
The man sighed and
said, "Well, it wasn't their performance. It was that they were made of shiny
silver metal, and the sun reflecting off them was blinding to other golfers on
the fair way."
Brent said, "So then
why didn't you just paint them black?"
The man nodded sadly and replied, "We did.
Three of 'em didn't show up for work, two filed for welfare, one of them robbed
the pro shop, one married a Swedish girl and called himself Tiger, and the
other thinks he's the President."
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