Pick Up a Spare

I was working last night and I noticed something. I HATE PEOPLE! Not all people, just some people. It's not that I'm not a nice person, I am. I just can't understand why people feel the need to go Bowling at 1:00 in the morning. I know I should be happy just to have a job and I am trust me. You must agree though if they insist on bowling that late at night or that early in the morning at least they could do is have the common courtesy to pick up the spare. There is nothing worse than watching someone miss an easy spare and they haven't even been drinking. It's like they don't even care. It just pisses me off. I watch a guy last night miss the five pin four different times. Just throw it down the center. I mean really how hard is that. I almost put the bumpers up for him and trust me that's not a good thing. The bumpers are for little girls or men who suck at picking up the five pin. I know with all my knowledge of the game you ask your self. "Why did Bob not go over and teach this man the proper way to pick up the spare?" I could have told him to find your mark in the center at the beginning of lane. Now bring your arm straight back keeping your eye on the mark. As your hand comes down watch it pass over your mark after you release the ball. That would have almost guaranteed him to pick it up. But as I said before it was one o'clock in the morning and Bob doesn't teach at one in the morning. Bob just wants you to go home. There were some other people there, but his girlfriend was good looking and he had three strikes in a row. He was not a better Bowler than the other guy he was just getting lucky. Getting lucky is not a bad thing. Trust me, we all need a little luck sometimes. There was one other group bowling. They had a guy that was huge. He stood about six foot and weighed about 300 lbs. They called him Angel, I thought that was kind of cool. He threw the ball in the gutter every time, I mean every time. His score looked like this ------------ . No kidding! He sucked beyond belief but,I really didn't mind him that much. I even found myself pulling for him. Just hoping he could knock down one pin. He never did but yet again he had a good looking girl friend. So what did we learn? For Bob not to hate you at one in the morning, You either have to pick up your spares,throw a strike, be named Angel, have a good looking girl friend or go the hell home. Till next time, Happy Bowling!