October 8, 2004
THE STORY OF THE SILVER FOX
As Matt and I walked down the middle of the fairway, both playing very well, a golf cart came roaring up the side of the rough and then we heard him; the silver fox. He looked at me and said "Are you Ryan?" "Yes I am," I replied. "You haven't worked at Huron Hills for a long time now, to me that doesn't make you an employee." I have been continuing to recieve my free golf at all Ann Arbor city courses, and this upset the Silver Fox. I told him that my boss had told me that my employment would be considered legit until the end of the golf season. The Silver Fox replied, "Is that Dalton...he's been fired." Then the Silver Fox turned his attention to Matt; "What championship did you play in that you recieved that pass?" I had to inform the Silver Fox that those passes were given to me by my bosses at Huron. The Silver Fox, still grumbling, eventually left us to our match, but the damage was done, we were rattled and thrown off our game. We spent the rest of the round upset and thinking of ways to get back at the Silver Fox. Finally we concluded our round, and upon returning our carts to the clubhouse, Matt turned the anti-Christ and said "I don't want to be mean or offensive, but I thought that your professionalism and the way you handled this whole thing was iffy." The Silver Fox was enraged, "ARE YOU QUESTIONING MY PROFESSIONALISM." Matt replied, "Well you kind of threw us off our game, you could have waited until we were done." Now the Silver Fox was getting agitated, "You mean that that disturbed you? I chose to handle that then, I don't care when I take care of things." Then I decided to get under the skin of Satan's spawn, "Do you play golf?" He replied in the affirmative. "Well how would you like it if someone came running down the fairway and started interrogated you." The Silver Fox claims that it would not have bothered him, and then started getting offended that we are getting up in his grill. He continued to get snotty with us, but we rebuted every statement. We finally left, but not before letting the Silver Fox know that he is a hobo.
* The Silver Fox is a ranger/asshole employee at the Leslie Park Golf Course in Ann Arbor. He is a GRAY haired bamboon who is on a power trip because he has spent the last seven years of his life wasting away at a municipal golf course, bitter because his wife was shagging the Greenskeeper.
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