This was a joke I got emailed to me by a fellow blogbuddy. Enjoy.
The Ambidextrous Golfer
A group of male lawyers lived and died for their Saturday morning round of golf. One transferred to another city. It wasn't the same without him..
A new lawyer - a gay guy joined their law firm. He overheard the guys talking about their golf round. He said, "You know, I used to play on my golf team in college and I was pretty good would you mind if I joined you next week?"
The three guys looked at each other. Not one of them wanted to say 'yes', but he had them on the spot. Finally, one man said it would be okay, but they would be starting early -- at 6:30 am.
He figured the early tee-time would discourage the guy. The gay lawyer indeed said this may be a problem, and asked if he could be up to 15 minutes late. The three rolled their eyes, but said okay. He smiled and said, "Good, I'll be there at 6:30 or 6:45."
He showed up at 6:30 sharp, and beat all three of them with an
eye-opening 2-under par round. He was fun and pleasant person, and the guys were impressed. Back at the clubhouse, they congratulated him and invited him back the next week.. He smiled, and said, "I'll be there at 6:30 or 6:45."
The next week he again showed up at 6:30 sharp. Only this time, he played left-handed. The three straight lawyers were incredulous as he still beat them with an even par round, despite playing with his off-hand. They were totally amazed, but wondered if he was trying to make them look bad by beating them left-handed.
They couldn't figure him out. He was again very pleasant and didn't seem to be purposely showing them up they invited him back again, but each man harbored a burning desire to beat the new gay lawyer's game.
The third week, the guys had their game faces on. But this time, the gay lawyer was 15 minutes late, which made the straight guys irritable. This week the gay lawyer played right-handed, and narrowly beat all three of them.
The men mused that his late arrival was due to petty gamesmanship on his part. However, he was so gracious and so complimentary of their strong play, they couldn't hold a grudge.
Back in the clubhouse, all three straight guys were shaking their heads at him. This guy was a riddle no one could figure out. They had a couple of beers, and finally, one of the men asked him point blank, "How do you decide if you're going to golf right-handed or left-handed?"
The gay lawyer blushed, and grinned... "That's easy," he said. "When my Dad taught me to play golf, I learned I was ambidextrous. I like to switch back and forth.
When I met my partner in college, I discovered that he always sleeps in the nude. From then on, I developed a silly habit. Right before I left in the morning for golf practice, I would pull the covers off him. If his you-know-what was pointing to the right, I golfed right-handed; if it was pointed to the left, I golfed left-handed.
The guys on the team thought this was hysterical. Astonished at this bizarre information, one of the guys shot back, "But what if it's pointing straight up in the air?"
He chuckled and said, "Then, I'm fifteen minutes late!
