
So What if Life Isn’t Fair?
Learning To Play The Hand You Were Dealt
An occasional golfer one day hit a straight drive quite a way down the fairway. When he got over to the ball, he was taken aback to find someone else about to hit it. Pardon me,” he said, “You’re addressing my ball.”
“This is my ball!” replied the fellow.
“Sir,” said the stunned golfer, “If you pick it up, you’ll find my name on it.”
The man scooped the ball up and examined it. “Hey; what’s your name doing on my ball,” he protested.