A typical round of golf... until we were intruded upon.

Today, Mike and I went to Palm Beach National Golf and Country Club. We got a SUPER discount of 76% off the regular price. It was awesome! The people that work there were all super nice and gave us free logo golf balls, green repair tools, and yardage books. So fancy. The starter (the guy who tells you when it's your turn at the 1st tee) was a seemingly nice guy too. Except for the fact that he had no sense of respect! Every time that Mike would walk away from me, he'd come over and start hitting on me! It was nonsense. And quite hilarious too. This guy, Joe was his name, decided that he wanted to join in our game. Mind you, we were already playing with another two-some and the max number of people that are supposed to play together is 4. So, Joe left his post at the front of the golf course and drove to the fourth tee just to join our game. He hit from the professional tees, but shot several over par every hole. He acted like a big shot and again, every time Mike walked away from me, he'd come over and lean on the golf cart and strike up some kind of conversation with me. It was quite entertaining. Finally, we got annoyed of him being there and one of the other guys asked him to move on. So, that was the end of that entertainment.
But, the day went pretty well other than that. It was sooooooo hot out so we stopped in the club house to sit in the air conditioning after the 9th hole. I went up to the bar and was going to pay for the soda and granola bar that I grabbed from the shelf/cooler. There was a group of seriously intoxicated people sitting and standing around one end of the bar. There was one guy who wasn't saying anything but "Cannonball?" whilst holding a bottle of what I can only assume to be 'cannonballs' up to peoples' faces. He did this to me oh so many times. Then, his wife came up and asked me what my name was. She was also extremely inebriated. I told her and she says 'Tiffany, go sit down, I'll buy your food for you'. I (sober as one can be) said 'no thanks, I've got it'. She then yells the name of the bartender and says she's got whatever I want. I say 'no joanne, I'll pay for it' The lady then comes over, grabs my face with both hands and said 'honey, don't you worry, i've got this one. you enjoy your round of golf'. I said okay and peaced out of there asap.
Moral of the story, always, ALWAYS, say yes when a drunk lady wants to buy you something. If not, she'll breathe in your face.