Last summer I was sitting in the glass walled club house eating lunch with a couple of guys from my league. Sitting in the corner next to us was a 6 some of lady golfers well into their 60's. On the table behind me were 10-12 pots of very big, bright, and colorful flowers that someone had brought in to sell.
I was looking out the window when this young girl (20ish) wearing a low cut blouse walks up to the window and starts cleaning her shoes on the spike cleaner brush rack that was next to the window. She had to bend over facing the window to do this and everyone in the entire clubhouse could see her er ... um .... ample "flowers".
One of the older women sitting with her back to the window (and oblivious to the sight right behind her back) noticed me staring and thought I was looking at her. She then says to me, "Aren't those beautiful?" I was embarrassed because of what I was staring at so I stammered, "Well yeah, I think so." The lady then says, "Do you think they're real?" This really floored me but I looked again and replied, "They look pretty real to me!"
There was a moment of silence and the light came on for me. The old lady was talking about the potted flowers behind me and I was talking about the "flowers" behind her! Everybody in general area figured it out about the same time and the place was roaring with laughter! A few seconds later the young girl walks in and everything just went silent.....you could hear a pin drop! The young girl knew something was up and said, "Alright, What's going on?" I looked at her, looked at the flowers (both kinds
), and started cracking up again.
The older woman told the story (funnier than I ever could've) and the young girl was a such a good sport about it that me and the guys chipped in and bought her some real flowers.
All's well that ends well........ except for the fact they moved the spike cleaner the next day!
January 25th, 2005, 02:53 PM
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