08/28/2026
A golfer walks into the 19th hole after his round.
A borderline alcoholic, he orders two shots of whiskey, downing them both back-to-back. He settles the tab and leaves.
The next afternoon, the golfer returns after finishing his round, orders two shots of whiskey, knocks them both back, and walks out.
He continues this exact post-round routine for weeks, until the bartender finally gets curious.
"I have to ask," she says, "why do you always order exactly two shots?"
The golfer smiles and explains, "My longtime golf buddy and I played 18 holes together every weekend for thirty years. After every round, we'd each do a shot."
"I just moved here from across the country recently, but we promised to keep the tradition alive. So every time I finish a round, I order two drinks—one for me, and one for him."
The bartender thinks it's a great tradition.
A few weeks later, the golfer walks into the clubhouse looking tired after his round and sits at the bar.
She pours him his regular order of two shots of whiskey, but he holds up his hand.
"Just one shot of whiskey today," he says quietly.
The bartender gets concerned and asks gently, "Oh no... did something happen to your golf buddy? Is he okay?"
"Oh, he's totally fine," the golfer replies. "I just gave up drinking."
