home on the range

i was chatting with ev, who is about to quit her crazy job at san mateo and jump ship to stanford (congrats for surviving the crazy boss!), and she was telling me how she can use their driving range for free, and offered to take me with her.

to which that reminded me of my last driving range experience that i thought some people may find amusing. it's a typical karen story... and hideyo can vouch for me on this one.

it was senior year at cal, and as an aacf leadership ministry-bonding time, hideyo took me & aud to tilden to hit some golf balls. although hideyo & aud both were comfortable whacking those balls, i had never done it before, and was quite unsuccessful. i could barely get the ball off the ground, and most of my attempts resulted in the ball rolling down the green (we were on the first floor of the driving range.) since i was so miserable at it, hideyo got the brilliant idea that i try to hit the ball happy-gilmore style, to which i readily agreed. i figured nothing can be worse than what i had been doing up to that point, right?

so i take a couple steps back, and wind myself up to hit the ball as hard as i can. i run forward, and swing with all my might...


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and then i completely missed the ball. instead, i managed to hit the little bucket thing that held all our golf balls, to which the thing overturned and all our balls went rolling down the green. hideyo, in great distress, cried out "we paid for those balls!" and proceed to run out on the green to collect as many balls back as he could while all aud (and every other person around us who witnessed my graceful maneuver) could do was fall over on the floor laughing at my incompetence.

and that was my first and last experience ever at a driving range.