Founder’s Tournament – Phoenix

The desert trip wasn’t firmed up until Saturday evening in Newport Beach and I never talked with my new boss until I set foot on the JW Marriot Desert Ridge Resort putting green Monday morning. Texting is all the Asian contingent relies on; talking on the phone is almost extinct. While I was earning my weekly percentage at the Palm Springs blackjack tables Sunday night Jimin was texting me my Monday morning schedule. She wasn’t playing but wanted me to work for her friend J. Y. something or other. We went nine holes and I still haven’t seen the cash yet for my efforts.