my dad forwarded me this in an email, its pretty funny
A man goes to a public golf course. He approaches the man behind the
counter in the pro shop and says, "I would like 18 holes of golf and a
caddie."
The man behind the counter says, "The 18 holes of golf is no problem,
but all of the caddies are out on the course. What I will do for you
is this: We just received 8 brand new robot golf caddies. If you're
willing to take one with you out on the course and come back and tell
me how well it works, your round of golf is on me today."
The golfer obviously accepted the man's offer. He approached the first
tee, looked at the fairway and said to himself, "I think my driver
will do the job."
The robot caddie turned to the man and said, "No sir.. Use your 3
wood.A driver is far too much club for this hole." Hesitantly, the
golfer pulled out his 3 wood, made good contact with the ball, and the
ball landed about 10 feet to the right front of the hole on the green.
The golfer, delighted, turned to the robot and thanked him for his
assistance. As the golfer pulled out his putter he said, "I think this
green is going to break left to right." The robot then again spoke up
and said, "No sir. I do believe this green will break right to left."
Thinking about the last time the robot corrected his prediction, he
decided again to listen to the machine. He made his putt and birdied
the hole thanks to the robot and his advice. But his luck didn't end
there. His entire game was the best game he ever played, thanks to the
assistance of the new robot golf caddie.
Upon returning to the clubhouse, the man behind the counter asked,
"How was your game?" The golfer stated, "It was, by far, the BEST game
I ever played. Thank you very much for letting me take one of your
robots. See you next week."
A week passed, and excited, the golfer returned to the pro shop. Upon
entering, he turned to the man behind the counter and said, "I would
like 18 holes of golf and one of those robot golf caddies, please."
The gentleman from behind the counter turned to the man and said,
"Well the 18 holes is no problem. However, we had to get rid of the
robots. We had too many complaints."
"COMPLAINTS? Who in the heck could have complained about those robots?
They were incredible."
The man sighed and said, "Well, it wasn't their performance. It was
that they were made of shiny silver metal, and the sun reflecting off
them was blinding to other golfers on the fair way."
The golfer said, "So then why didn't you just paint them black?"
The man nodded sadly and replied, "We did. Then four of 'em didn't
show up for work, two filed for welfare, one of them robbed the pro
shop, and the other thinks he's the President."
