Golfers eat, breath and sleep the game. They even dream about the game.
An Australian golfer had his golf dreams interrupted too many times by his apartment neighbor's noisy, late-night sexy time and decided to do something about it. He wrote a letter to the neighbor in Apartment 12 in their Bondi Beach building and cleared the air.
The letter, posted on Reddit by the noisy neighbor's friend, reads in part:
Let me give you a play by play. As I am asleep, dreaming of playing the perfect game of golf, I near the 13th hole, when suddenly I am awoken by what I can only describe as sounding like a Rhinoceros attempting to demolish a wall, with a jackhammer, whilst high on meth...and cocaine.
This primeval grunting and banging continues to get louder, to which I can only assume the rhinoceros has almost finished demolishing the house. OR the aptly named "NICK, OH NICK" is about to ejaculate...
I do not know who "NICK!" is, or how much he weights (sic), I can only assume it is a lot due to the fact that on several occasions my bedroom slight begins to shake.
To be fair, sounds like the haranguing hacker has a pace of play problem. While he's asleep on the 13th hole, Nick's awake on the 19th.