But I shouldn't be. I should be out on the golf course. Driving a golf cart. Not riding with someone else.
This is utterly ridiculous.
Today I had my heart set to drive a golf cart around 18 holes after a work meeting on my day off. But things didn't go my way today. I wasn't able to borrow a golf cart for myself. Instead, I was denied any chance of one and decided to go home instead. Angry. Not pissed, but just angry. Well, okay, maybe deep down inside I am pissed.. and shocked. I could almost feel my aura (or chakra for you Naruto fans out there) turn red with anger.
Here I am, a server who has dedicated three and half years to CCRB, wanting to drive on the course just uplift my spirits by seeing all of the green grass and breathing in the fresh air. But no, I'm not allowed my own cart. It's not like I'm going to do donuts or even steal the cart.
I have good intentions.
Even though they may be purely selfish, who am I hurting by letting me drive by myself? I wanted my own cart. Not to ride with someone else. I wanted that small sense of freedom.
There were two dozen carts down there. I wasn't asking for Ryan Leaf's Hummer-cart. One ghetto cart would've been fine for me. I felt like a young kid waking up on Christmas Day and not getting a gift from Santa. I was heart-broken.
I am a responsible adult. I would've taken care of my cart. But Adam wouldn't let me have my own. "That's all of the carts he can lend out." What's one more cart? There were a grip of other carts not being used. I highly doubt they were going to be used on a Monday. On a Monday, when it's already 3:oo PM. On a different note, Dee went with the others who got a cart. I heard she drove slow. I don't think they needed a baby-sitter. How retarded.
I'm done venting.
