After my younger son and Glen finished competing with metal clubs at TopGolf last Sunday, we went into the (thankfully air-conditioned) game room. While we were waiting for lunch, Glen innocently walked over to an indoor shuffleboard table and suggested that he and the kid have a friendly go at it.
The kid didn’t realize it at the time, but what should’ve been flashing through his mind was “SHARK ALERT!”
Even though his bushy beard hides his baby face, and he has an easygoing, sometimes goofy demeanor, Glen’s eyes twinkle when he’s up to something. I had a feeling that, unlike my son, this wasn’t his first time playing.
Sure enough, Glen easily won the first game 21-1. My son had been schooled and hustled.
So my nonreader learned a valuable lesson: You can’t judge a book by its proverbial cover!