Showing posts with label annoyed. Show all posts
Showing posts with label annoyed. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Annoying Golfers!!

Wow, I feel like everytime I blog about work its because I'm really annoyed or irritated. Maybe one of these days I'll actually blog about the positives of working at Cottonwood, because believe it or not there are a few nice perks that come with working there. MAYBE I'll blog about that one day, MAYBE. But today I'm going to bitch about...ANNOYING GOLFERS!!! Most of the time the Golfers are friendly nice elderly people who say "Hello" or "Have a nice day" and the occosional Spanish attempt at "HOLA!" or "MUY BUENO AMIGO!" (totally funny as I don't even speak Spanish). Now while those golfers are GREAT, sometimes a total bitch a-hole comes along...Like TODAY this younger golfer who looked an awful lot like Bam Margera stops me and was like; "Excuse me is this a lake?" and as I was answering.."Yes, this one of the..." bitch cuts me off and was like "WELL THERES NO WATER IN IT SO IT'S NOT A LAKE!" O_O I begin to respond nicely as to why it's not filled with water; "Well, the reason why it's not filled with..." CUTS ME OFF AGAIN; "I DON'T SEE HOW IT'S A LAKE IT'S JUST A BIG HOLE!" *speechless* His golf buddy comes along and says; "Oh there actually is some water in it." In an asshole way I look at the Golfer who snapped at me and say; "YEAH THERE'S FISH IN IT TOO!" I drive off and whisper "ass-hole" under my breath. Geeze whata doucheball, if he actually was Bam Margera I could have called him a Jackass and it would have been totally legit. That's just one of the few a-holes I've come across, another one was this dumb old guy who cussed me out because he got lost looking for the Tee-Box because he couldn't read the giant the sign that said; "NUMBER 16 THIS WAY ---->" and said I should "do something useful" by fixing the sign...LOOK JERKFACE, I'M BEING USEFUL BY MAKING THE ROADS NICE AND SMOOTH SO YOU WON'T HURT YOUR OLD BACK DRIVING OVER POT-HOLES AND ROAD BUMPS! Of course I didn't say that, but I sure did feel like it! What a maroon...Anyhoo like I said those golfers are rare, as most of them are quite friendly. But yeah, nuff said about that!
-Jeremy :)

Thursday, October 1, 2009

"Fore" doesn't really work skanks -_-

At my job it's pretty much engrained in your employment contract that you will most likely be hit with a golf ball at least once during your time working at a Golf Club...okay, no it's not really in your contract, but it's something you should definitely expect! I've actually been hit once in the shoulder before and it's not fun, it STINGS like no other! A golf ball flys right past me at least once or twice a week, so I'm kind of use to it. Now, most of the time if a golf ball is heading right towards you the old foggey that hit it will usually yell "FORE!" at the top of his smokey lungs as a warning to WATCH THE FUCK OUT! Yeah, that doesn't really work anyway, by the time the golfer realizes his ball may hit someone and yells "FORE" the golf ball is already mid-way in the air between you and the person who hit it. SO, by the time the person who may or may not get hit realizes "OH! SOMEONE YELLED FORE! THAT MUST MEAN A BALL IS COMING MY WAY! WHAT DO I DO!? DUCK!? JUMP!? RUN IN CIRCLES!?" There really is nothing you can do but kind of crouch and hide your head especially if you don't know which direction the ball is coming from, which is 90% of the time anyway, and HOPE the ball does not hit you. If you do happen to get hit, be ready for some pain that will last a couple days...and a giant bruise somewhere. Upon hearing "Fore" it's best to NOT look for the flying ball of death because if you do that, chances are you might look right at it and WAM! Smash your handsome face right in, and we definitely do not want to lose an eyeball or have a broken nose or a giant welt somewhere on your face.

In any case, I guess "Fore" can be looked as a way of saying; "I apologize if my ball hits you, at least you know I warned your sorry ass." Or, as a way of letting everyone know your golf skills suck so bad you can't hit it towards the green WHERE ITS SUPPOSED TO GO!
-Jeremy :)

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Cart Shortage!

Okay, so I'm pretty much fed up with my job. It's like everyday I go in and there are NO CARTS to use! Why aren't there any carts? Because most of them are broken. So why aren't they being fixed? Because the effing owners at lovely Cottonwood Golf Club are barely making the payroll so they can't afford any new carts or any dang parts to fix them! A cart is absolutely necessary for me to get my job done. Lately I've been use the broken picker(A small cart that is used mainly for collecting practice balls in the range), unfortunately it smokes up, gives me major head ache from the polution, and the back bed is so small I can barely carry around any sand in it, so I'm constantly going back to the sand pile to get more sand and its such a waste of time. The crappy thing about this scenario is that not too long ago I actually always had cart to use everyday, it was MY cart, but thanks to Gus'(the guy that works at the Ranch next door) cart breaking, he took my cart because the big boss said so -_- After that my Dad FINALLY fixed me another cart and put a new battery and everything. My thought? "YAY!" Then guess what, Gaudalupe's cart breaks...so since his job is apparently more important then mine...I am cartless AGAIN >_< As of now one of the carts that is usually open for takers (it's usually between me, Nico and Ezequel Jr. who gets it) is getting a new spring because for a while its been entirely lopside and is kind of scary to drive around especially when full of sand! I'm always afraid I'm going to drive on a slanted hill and WOOPS! There goes me and the cart full of sand to the side. In any case, I sure hope more carts will be fixed so every Maintenance employee has one available so they can get their dang jobs done. Anyhow thats that.
-Jeremy :)