OH AND I WILL GIVE YOU ONE THAT WILL MAKE ME WANT TO FIGHT YOU.... This has happened twice this past year and I was "this close" to actually fighting a guy.
The course is packed. Everyone knows its packed. Its 100% obvious that "my group" is not the hold up or even if you are playing at a good pace.
DO NOT HIT YOUR SHOT UNTIL THE CARTS ARE PULLING AWAY from the green...... You might rarely ever hit one off line but mother ****er that 5 seconds you have to wait before we pull away is proper etiquette.
Not me ducking your shot as I'm putting my clubs in my bag because you're an impatient doosh, at least you yelled fore?. I'm impatient as can be but man WTF is wrong with you....
And you MR DON'T PULL AWAY BECAUSE I'M WRITING DOWN THE SCORES.... do that at the next tee box, don't sit in the cart by the green writing down the ****ing scores!@#!@#@#$
Time for a good story.
So I am playing a group of 3, and I'm very much the worst person, but generally play at a good pace. My teacher at Stanford always drilled it in: 4 hour round is achievable every time, you play ready golf, and you don't be a jerk. The other two, one of whom is WAY better (<10 handicap) are obviously fine pace-wise.
We catch up to a time about 30 mins in front of us - four very old guys. Which is fine, so one or two holes, we slow a bit, they clear, we hit, they clear, we hit, it's like a Wednesday afternoon and all is good. THEN...the foursome behind us hits one into us on the fairway. NOT a blind fairway. Like you can see us. No fore call either. Our reaction: wow, he must not be a big hitter and got ahold of one, good for him. This is by like hole 4 or 5, so we caught them pretty quickly.
Same hole, on the green - NOT a blind green. Ball lands not two feet from Paul (the guy who's good). So he gets a little pissed, we finish up, and knowing the other group is on the tee box still, we wait aside the green, they come up, and the 3rd guy in our group walks to the person in theirs who is looking, walks over to his marker (marked it for him), and says, "Hey man, we're caught behind these guys until we can play through them, appreciate if you're a careful not to hit into us, somebody could get hurt. Marked your ball here." Puts the ball down and picks up the marker. Other guys literally just don't say anything. So we say "Have a good round!" and head to the tees.
One hole later, same ****in thing on the green, but technically you could tell me they didn't see us so i try to have some grace. Paul checks that they can't see us right then, picks up the ball, and chucks it into the woods with the creek/stream. Deep. Like the guy ain't finding it. We putt out and move on.
They still haven't caught up to us on the tees, and we just barely miss catching the four in front of us to ask if they'd mind if we play through them. So one more hole.
On the fairway, definitely in vision, they hit into us a final time. I say final, because Paul yells back "FORE!", then grabs a 3 wood and just rips the ball back at them. Which I thought was pretty understandable at this point.
Anyways...they didn't hit into us again, we passed the slow group at the turn, and we had a great back 9.