MID AFTERNOON CRISIS

Good before Bad🔮

On Saturday, June 11th I woke up at 7:15AM to get ready for work at Express, I’m a sales associate there when I’m not the receptionist and photographers assistant at Richardson Studio. Today was just like any other day except I got up 45 minutes earlier than I would during the week and today is a Saturday. I just went to work for 5 hours, nothing major. So then I grab some shorts from Express and an item from Victorias Secret to head home. On the way home, I run a couple errands. One to CVS and then to get my car wash, because it needed to be cleaned. 🚙

At our golf course, there was a huge golf tournament in memory of someone who passed away a few years ago and of course the area was busy. Once I got home I was able to relax a while before I had family over for a late birthday party. When I woke up from my nap, my mom called me and said that the back window of my car was broken and it looked like someone hit it. Lets keep in mind that my car is completely across the street from the T and there’s a house blocking my car. So of course, I go outside to check it out and sure enough... some one with TERRIBLE aim and who was more than likely belligerently drunk didn’t have the decency to come check to see where his ball ended. WELCOME TO BEDFORD. 

They say you have assumption of risk living here, I get it. BUT golfers who are actually professionals do NOT have this bad of aim. Even if this was an event for someone, have some respect for the people who live here and take responsibility for your actions. It isn’t some Walmart parking lot, or “a baseball game” in Bedford where you have to live with a fear of your personal items in danger of ignorant people who don’t want to be responsible for their mistakes. I love what they do for this memorial, don’t get me wrong, but this is uncalled for. I hope someone confesses to their mistake. I won’t hate you, it’ll make you more of a (wo)man. Whoever you are. 

So shortly after I see this, family start to come over and ask me questions of course. Dad goes up to the clubhouse to see if anyone will fess up, of course they don’t, but what they don’t realize is that if they would’ve had the decency to tell us they messed up, we would be helping you pay for my car.... SO if anyone was at Stoncrest Golf Course who may know who did this at the T- 8 East for the Devin Hensley memorial, get a hold of me😉 At least I have the golf ball for a souvenir💁🏼 If you have the slightest idea of who it could be or YOU think you could've accidentally managed to do something like that, contact me!

xoxo,

Andrea