After a steady rain, I threw my plastic into a swift moving, swollen, muddy river on the 9th at Parma DGC. It wash gone at splashdown.
Two days later, I'm at work and get a call that I can't answer. After checking my voicemail I get:
"Hello! I was walking my dog at Parma and I found a frisbee with your name and number on it. There's a metal thing here with a number 6 on it, that I think you guys use as a hole. I'll leave it there for you."
Great. IN the basket. I can't get out of work, so that's just gift wrapped for somebody.
Five minutes later my phone rings:
"Hey found your disc in the basket on 6 at Parma. Can I leave it somewhere for you?"
AWESOME! It washed a couple hundred yards downstream, but I got TWO calls in ten minutes... And one was from a dog lady!
I don't know if anybody cares, but I thought it was cool, and just shows that Karma does exist. I call EVERY number I see on a disc and I've gotten a few returned. My buddy doesn't, and he hasn't. He hates it, but it just goes to show:
CALL THE NUMBER!!!
Two days later, I'm at work and get a call that I can't answer. After checking my voicemail I get:
"Hello! I was walking my dog at Parma and I found a frisbee with your name and number on it. There's a metal thing here with a number 6 on it, that I think you guys use as a hole. I'll leave it there for you."
Great. IN the basket. I can't get out of work, so that's just gift wrapped for somebody.
Five minutes later my phone rings:
"Hey found your disc in the basket on 6 at Parma. Can I leave it somewhere for you?"
AWESOME! It washed a couple hundred yards downstream, but I got TWO calls in ten minutes... And one was from a dog lady!
I don't know if anybody cares, but I thought it was cool, and just shows that Karma does exist. I call EVERY number I see on a disc and I've gotten a few returned. My buddy doesn't, and he hasn't. He hates it, but it just goes to show:
CALL THE NUMBER!!!