For all my current and former caddies, cart boys, assistant pros and head pros ( shout out @ClubProGuy ) what are some of your best and funniest stories from your tenure driving the range picker?
*Note: names and locations have been changed to protect the innocent.
I once caddied for the man that invented the pager when his normal caddy/manservant called in sick. The guy’s Bentley had “Beep1” on the license plate. Picture in your mind a shorter, Hispanic Colonel Sanders. He was the club’s worst offender for pace of play due to always playing a 6-8 man scramble by himself. He couldn’t hit the ball out of his shadow, but would keep hitting until he was satisfied with a shot. I got to ride in the cart and carried a shag bag to pick up the errant shots. I also had to tee up every tee ball for him. The round lasted nearly six hours and his honest score was easily 110+. After cleaning his clubs and loading them into his Bentley I think he’s going to stiff me. Before he would pay me, he asked me to sign his score card so he could turn it in for his handicap. I signed for a 68. My integrity was worth a $100 tip.