Sometimes I Think That You Just Don’t Care!

Scotty X has been playing the great game of golf for decades. When he is not missing putts he is writing stuff about why he is missing putts. Scotty changes putters more often than he changes his sheets. Rain, hail, or shine you will find him on the links lining up a shot. Losing by one stroke in the monthly medal is his bread and butter. Worrying about head movements, weight shifts, and shaft angles is par for the course for this gentleman. Nobody struggles with the transition like Scotty and no one suffers from golfer's elbow and a bad knee like this fella. If god existed he would be a golfer in this golf tragic's philosophy. There are far more than 10 commandments in the rules of golf.

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Sometimes I think that you just don’t care! I mean, the amount of time and energy I put into you. Not to mention the money. I give, give, give and give more. You take, take, take and take me to the cleaners. What kind of bloody relationship is this anyway? I don’t know how much more of this I can handle. Hell’s bells, the one way nature of this whole thing, just makes me sick. What about me, it isn’t bloody fair? I cannot remember the last time I came home with something I could count on. I can’t remember the last time I really felt that you cared.

How About Showing Me That You Care

I know that I don’t complain enough. I know that I put up with way too much. I bloody know that I should just walk out that f****** door and never look back. How about doing something for me for a change! How about thinking about what it has been like for me for the last few years. How about showing me that you bloody care for a change.

Thinking about the whole unfair nature of this has me gob smacked. It makes me realise what a complete fool I have been.

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Do You Care & Will You Show Me How?

Well, what do you have to say for yourself?

Are you just going to sit there and do nothing, say nothing, as per usual? For Pete’s sake are you just going to watch me walk out that door, after all these years? I can’t believe the crap I have put up with and now, nothing. Remember when it was your birthday and that gift I got you. I mean, every anniversary, just about, I have bought you a pressie. New this and new that.

Gloves, hats, shirts, and high tech stuff too. I have showered you, baby, with so much cool gear. For what???

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Never Again….

I can’t believe you won’t even say something, anything. Unfeeling b****! What a dumb f*** I have been. A total schmuck. I could have been doing so much else. I could have had a life! What a waste! What a f****** waste of time. Never again will I trust someone like you. Never again will I willingly give up my time and……f******* heart. (choking back tears)

You must have seen me coming baby. You must have….thought…this one’s a gullible schmuck. The way he was wearing the badges and buying all that merchandised crap. There’s one born every minute, they say.

Go f*** yourself golf. I aint ever gonna play this mother f****** game again. Return on investment zero, zilch, and zed. Golf took me for all I was worth.

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