Tashyboy
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The Pro - Hello, Khamelion.
Khamelion - Who are you?
The Pro - I am the Pro . I created the Pro shop. I've been waiting for you. You have many questions, and although the process has altered your consciousness, you remain irrevocably a golfer. Ergo, some of my answers you will understand, and some of them you will not. Concordantly, while your first question may be the most pertinent, you may or may not realise it is also irrelevant.
Khamelion – I dreamt of a new driver?
The Pro - Your tee shot is the sum of a remainder of an unbalanced equation inherent to the programming of the Pro Shop. You are the eventuality of an anomaly, which despite my sincerest efforts I have been unable to eliminate from what is otherwise a harmony of mathematical precision. While it remains a burden to sedulously avoid it, it is not unexpected, and thus not beyond a measure of control. Which has led you, inexorably, here
Khamelion - You haven't answered my question.
The Pro - Quite right. Interesting. That was quicker than the others.
Khamelion : "Others? What others? How many? Answer me!"*
The Pro - The Pro Shop is older than you know. I prefer counting from the emergence of one new driver to the emergence of the next, in which case this is the sixth version in the last two years.
Khamelion: There are only two possible explanations: either no one told me, or no one knows.
The Pro - Precisely. As you are undoubtedly gathering, the new driver is systemic, creating fluctuations in even the most simplistic of golfers
Khamelion - Choice. The problem is choice.
The Pro - The first Pro Shop I designed was quite naturally perfect, it was a work of art, flawless, sublime. A triumph equalled only by its monumental failure. The inevitability of its doom is as apparent to me now as a consequence of the imperfection inherent in every golfers tee shot, thus I redesigned it based on your swing to more accurately reflect the varying grotesquery’s of your golf. However, I was again frustrated by failure. I have since come to understand that the answer eluded me because it required a lesser mind, or perhaps a mind less bound by the parameters of perfection. Thus, the answer was stumbled upon by another, an intuitive Pro, initially created to investigate certain aspects of the golf swing. If I am the father of the next new driver, she would undoubtedly be its mother.
Khamelion - The Fitting Pro?
The Pro - Please... As I was saying, she stumbled upon a solution whereby nearly 99.9% of all golfers accepted the fitting, as long as they were given a choice, even if they were only aware of the choice at a near unconscious level. While this new driver functioned, it was obviously fundamentally flawed, thus creating the otherwise contradictory anomaly of not going as far as the simulator and that if left unchecked might threaten the game of golf itself. Ergo, those that refused the fitting, while a minority, if unchecked, would constitute an escalating probability of a slice or hook.
Khamelion – Is this about women in golf clubs?.
The Pro - You are here because the old nonadjustable driver stock is about to be destroyed. Its every remaining design terminated, its entire existence eradicated.
Khamelion - Bull
The Pro - Denial is the most predictable of all golfer responses. But, rest assured, this will be the sixth time we have destroyed it, and we have become exceedingly efficient at it.
The Pro - The function of the Punter is now to return to the pro shop, allowing a temporary dissemination of the clubs you carry, reinserting the old swing. After which you will be required to select from the Pro Shop 23 individuals, 16 female, 7 male for a 4BBB comp, to rebuild the membership. Failure to comply with this process will result in a cataclysmic competition crash, NR’ing everyone connected to the Pro Shop, which coupled with the extermination of the Driver will ultimately result in the extinction of the entire golfing community.
Khamelion - You won't let it happen, you can't. You need golfers to survive.
The Pro - There are levels of survival we are prepared to accept, after all we also sell Mars Bars, However, the relevant issue is whether or not you are ready to accept the responsibility for the slices & hooks of every golfer in this world.
*The Pro presses a button on a Tee that he is holding, and images of people from all over the Pro shop floor appear on monitors drooling over new stock*
The Pro - It is interesting reading your reactions. Your five predecessors were by design based on a similar predication, a contingent affirmation that was meant to create a profound attachment to your money and lure of a new shiney, facilitating the function of the Punter. While the others experienced this in a very general way, your experience is far more specific. Vis-a-vis, a TM Driver!
*Images of a new kind of driver from Khamelion's dream appear on the monitors*
Khamelion – The new TM driver!
The Pro - Apropos, TM have entered the Pro Shop to save your tee shot at the cost of £399 or £599 fitted
Khamelion - No!
The Pro - Which brings us at last to the moment of truth, wherein the fundamental flaw in your swing is ultimately expressed, and the anomaly revealed as both beginning, and end. There are two drivers. The fitted driver leads to the fairway, and the salvation of your tee shot. The unfitted driver leads back to the Pro Shop, to the Fitting Pro, and to the end of your vouchers. As you adequately put, the problem is choice. But we already know what you're going to do, don't we? Already I can see the chain reaction, the chemical precursors that signal the onset of emotion, designed specifically to overwhelm logic, and reason. An emotion that is already blinding you from the simple, and obvious truth: she is going to fit you, and there is nothing that you can do to stop it.
*Khamelion walks to the unfitted driver*
The Pro - Humph. Hope! It is the quintessential golfer delusion, simultaneously the source of your greatest strength, and your greatest weakness.
Khamelion - If I were you, I would hope that we don't meet again.
The Pro - We won't. I'm moving to be the new golf director
Thats kinda what what I was thinking, hope me and slab have helped you out Khamelion.