It was a sunny Saturday morning on the first hole of a busy course and I
was beginning my pre-shot routine, visualising my upcoming shot, when a
piercing voice came over the clubhouse loudspeaker:

"Would the gentleman on the women'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 that MAN on the WOMEN'S tee kindly
Backup to the MEN'S tee."

I simply ignored the announcement and kept concentrating, when once
more, the man yelled:


"Would the MAN on the WOMEN'S tee back up to the MEN'S tee, PLEASE!"

Finally, I stopped, turned and looked through the clubhouse window
directly at the person with the mike. I cupped my hands and shouted
back,

"Would the c*#t in the clubhouse kindly shut the f*#k up and let me

Play my second shot!!"