The Zen of Golf

I was talking to a friend tonight having a beer and chatting about our jobs. He like me is not totally happy with the way his life is going and we got to talking about the whole job thing. So I showed him my Blog - and explained the whole blog thing to him (he is just getting into the web thing) - and the topic of conversation turned to the job interview of the other day and the 40 something vibe. I told him what I thought I did wrong at the interview and we got to discussing this.

My theory/analysis is that I was so keen to get the job - yes this is a new theory coming up - that I played it safe. I decided that give the job was in a conservative establishment that I needed to tone down and play a safe and secure game. Because of that I came across as dull, someone who would not take a risk. Well not everyone is looking for a safe pair of hands, in fact most people want someone with go and drive, who will take things forward. That is me, but when you want something really badly sometimes you play safe, and that is what I think I probably did. So he says - and he wants a mention and his nickname, he picked it, is über meister - anyway he says "It is like golf, sometimes when you step up to the first tee you are tempted to play the safe shot with the four iron, but to make an impression you need to blast it with the driver. Sure you may shank it, but it is worth the risk to get what could be a brilliant shot".

So true my friend.

When I play golf - and I am shite - I am always willing to take the risk and lose the golf ball, that was my mistake, in the fear of how I may be perceived I forgot who I was.

Where now?

Well we will just have to wait and see.

I think I have left the Woody Allen place tonight and am moving back to the Tim Allen place, perhaps my resolution for this year should be - to be less reflective and learn how to truly not give a fuck.


I have come to a number of conclusion about Blogs - well about mine anyway

1. It is cheaper than therapy.
2. It is my chance to be Mork and report and a (possible non-existent) Orson- You.
3. It makes me believe I am important and worth listening to.
4. It makes you know that I am not important or worth listening to.
5. Writing it keeps me from my work and from my family.
6. It deprives me of sleep. It is 11.00pm now and I am still writing this shit.

Well the time has come to finish off my paid work before I go to sleep and so I will say good night.

The film quote is from 'The Shawshank Redemption' and you may have noticed that a happy and tranquil mood has come upon me which seems to make for a poorer blog entry. Lets hear it for angst!

The final comment of tonight is to recommend my other blog. It is the beginnings of a writers page. Unlike Tumchie, my muse is prose - mainly. So I will be posting some stories and short novels (or extracts) read them if you want and let me know what you think. The 'stuff' will be appearing at the beginning of next week and the range of literature will be wide. Everything from conception (sex) to death (murder and funerals) will be covered. Watch this space... well actually that space. The link is at the side - James B Wright is the blog - not my name but an old dead relative of my in-laws.