Golf is all about putting. At least that’s what I was told recently during a round with friends. The speaker said this with a great deal of certainty, and I wasn’t in the mood to argue, so I just went to the next tee and promptly hooked my tee shot somewhere left of Al Gore. As I approached my ball it occurred to me that I shouldn’t be upset by this because it didn’t matter, at least to my playing companion, since golf is all about putting.
At lunch the other day, a banker explained to me that business was all about cash flow. As long as your cash flow is sufficient to repay the debt, you can have as much credit as you like. If that’s all there is to it, why did I bother to go to school? Someone could have told me that when I was in high school and saved me the trouble, but he spoke with great confidence, so I didn’t bother to argue.
If you hook a tee shot on a dog-leg right par 4, your second shot is likely to be a long one, and that is exactly what I was facing (plus a few trees and a bunker or two). I was secure in the knowledge that golf is all about approach shots, so I pulled a 4-iron and hit it 30+ yards short of the green.
Everything has been going pretty well at the office for the first four months of the fiscal year. That is until May arrived, and someone disconnected our phones. Or so it seemed. The phone stopped ringing, and the fax went dead, and the only emails I received were unsolicited.
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