A man approaches the clerk behind the counter in the pro shop...

A man approaches the clerk behind the counter in the pro
shop and says, "I would like 18 holes of golf and a caddie."

The clerk behind the counter says, "The 18 holes of golf is
no problem, but all of the caddies are out on the course.
What I will do for you is this.

We just got 8 brand-new robot golf caddies. If you're
willing to take one
with you out on the course and if you will come back and
tell me how well it works, I’ll ‘ shout’ you, your round of golf
today."

He anxiously accepts the man's offer. He approaches the
first tee, looks at the fairway and says, "I think my driver
will do the job."

The robot caddie turns to the man and says, "No sir. Use
your #3 wood. A driver is far too much club for this hole."

Hesitantly, he pulls out his 3 wood, makes good contact with
the ball, and the ball lands about 10 feet to the right
front of the hole on the green.
Delighted, he turns to the robot and thanks him for his
assistance. As he pulls out his putter, he says, "I think
this green is gonna break left to right."

The robot then again speaks up and says, "No sir. I do
believe this green will break right to left."

Thinking about the last time the robot corrected his
prediction, he decides again to listen to the machine. He
makes his putt and birdies the hole thanks to the robot and
his advice. But his luck didn't end there. His entire game
is the best game he ever plays, thanks to the assistance of
the new robot golf caddie.

Upon returning to the clubhouse, the clerk behind the
counter asks, "How was your game?"

The man excitedly states, "It was, by far, the BEST game I
ever played. Thank you very much for letting me take one of
your robots. See you next week.

A week passes, and excitedly, he returns to the pro shop.
Upon entering the pro shop he turns to the man behind the
counter and says, "I would like 18 holes of golf and one of
those robot golf caddies, please."

The gentleman from behind the counter turns to the man and
says, "Well, the 18 holes is no problem. However, we had to get rid of the robots. We had too many complaints."

Confused, he cries, "COMPLAINTS? Who the hell could've
complained about those robots? They were incredible!"

The clerk sighed and says, "Well, sir, it wasn't their
performance. It was that they were shiny, silver metal and the glare from the machine was blinding to other golfers on the fairway."

The man asks, "So why didn't you just paint them black?"

The clerk nods sadly and replies, "We did. Four of 'em
didn't show up for work, two filed for customary land titles, and the other two robbed the pro shop."