Why I Don’t Play Golf / Why I’ve Never Run Away with the Circus

It is important to learn what you are not good at as early as possible. Fortunately, I learned pretty early that I was not cut out for at least two things. I’m not cut out to be the strongman in the circus. I tried it once. It was rather humiliating.

Strongman
Kindergarten, circa 1977/78 at MacAfee Road School in Somerset, NJ

And then there is golf. I seem to come from a family golfers. It’s never been my think despite the various attempts on my family to get me to like the so-called sport. It started early, and I think I took one look at the golfer’s attire and said, “Uh, no.”

Golfer
Backyard in Somerset, NJ, sometime in 1975 or 76 I think. I apologize for the pants.

And now you probably understand why I don’t play golf, and why I’ve never run away with the circus.

About Jamie Todd Rubin

Jamie Todd Rubin writes fiction and nonfiction for a variety of publications including Analog, Clarkesworld, The Daily Beast, 99U, Daily Science Fiction, Lightspeed, InterGalactic Medicine Show, and several anthologies. He was featured in Lifehacker’s How I Work series. He has been blogging since 2005. By day, he manages software projects and occasionally writes code. He lives in Arlington, Virginia with his wife and three children. Find him on Twitter at @jamietr.