NWO Golf Links
The Cart
Girl Boogie
By:
Bryan Renius
She laughs and employs the skillful
tongue of a politician during a
presidential debate.
The Cart Girl is approaching!
Your group can see her from
several holes away making the
rounds.That one guy, you know
who I mean, that guy in every
foursome, immediately sucks in
his gut, puts on his best smile
and slicks back his hair.
Every golfer has seen this
phenomenon. Hopefully it
doesn’t hit too close to home,
but it can be witnessed in
some variation at every golf
course. Here is an example
of a recent interaction that I
happened to witness. I will try
to describe the scene without
too much offense, although I
was laughing like a hyena as I
wrote this piece.
“How are you doing sweet-
heart?” I hear, as I roll my eyes
and put my club back in my
bag. The answer does not mat-
ter, the ‘Cart Girl Boogie’ has
begun and it is quite comical.
The conversation emanating
from this 40-something, who
thinks he is suave and debo-
nair, chatting up this attractive
young lady in her 20’s, can be
likened to listening to nails on
a chalkboard. This guy actu-
ally thinks his manly charms
will work on this girl, young
enough to be his daughter, or
even granddaughter.
Coy compliments flow from
his mouth like water over
Niagara Falls. She patient-
ly listens, as she attempts to
do her job, smiling the en-
tire time in order to extract
a sizable tip. She holds the
upper hand in this exchange
and she knows it. He is per-
sistent, however, clinging to
the slightest hope of success.
It is a game of cat and mouse,
although the roles, in actuali-
ty, are reversed, unbeknownst
to, and I use this term loosely,
the gentleman.