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It's ridiculous that I pay monthy fees but never fully utilize the club, so this morning, I dragged my arse out of bed and drove down to the driving range.
It's been over 2 months since the last trip.
I actually enjoyed myself.
That sense of satisfaction seeing your ball sail towards the 100m mark after hitting 15 rotten ones.

It's storming now, perfect for an afternoon snooze, but I've got to go to work soon. Bah.

Prerequisite for next job: 5 day work week, 21 days annual leave and excellent staff welfare.
And!
Male boss with children.