I can’t think—the golf ball must have hit me really hard! I am a golf trainer and some of the people I train need a lot of training. And when I mean a lot I mean really and seriously a lot. This big bruise on my head is definitely a proof of that! Just yesterday I was training an old lady and she just couldn’t understand how to hit with a golf club. She knew the steps alright, because she practically repeated what I told her word for word. What I taught her entered her brain, but certainly not her eye and hand coordination. So I did the next best thing: I showed her what to do. When I thought she was about to finally get it right, when she already had the club in the air ready to bring down and hit, she just gently placed it down on the ground in front of her feet and stared at it. I asked her what in the blazes she was doing and the only thing she said was “I can’t do this, I’m utterly hopeless” over and over again. This got me annoyed, so I raised my voice a little and I told her to focus. She then looked at me with really crazy eyes and told me that I should never again tell her what to do. I had no idea what was happening when she got all physical on me and lifted the golf club to my head and whacked it across my head. She then dropped it and ran as fast as lightning. I was stunned and couldn’t believe what had happened, and if anyone tells me that my job is boring, I’ll be forced to tell them otherwise.