I was out one Ladies Day mowing fairways 29 years ago at a private club with a Jacobsen F-10. (Link to picture below for those of you too young to know what an F-10 is).
http://www.ebay.com/itm/Jacobsen-F10-Wi ... 1119wt_868 So anyway, I'm on this 550+ yd par-5, about 30 yards in front of the green, mowing towards the tee box. I see a foursome get up on the tee so I stop mowing to let them hit. I'm still at least 520 yds away from them. Three of the gals tee off and hit it somewhere forward. As I wait for #4 to hit, incredibly she's standing there waving an arm wildy for me to get off the fairway. I couldn't hear her since I'm 520 yds away with an engine running, but I'm sure she was yelling something akin to "get the %$@* outta my way, Stupid. I can't see the flagstick!" That's the only thing I could come up with.
I thought to myself...."you're kidding me, right? It's gonna take me about two minutes with this old mower I'm on just to lift each reel and exit the fairway. Then It's gonna take you eight shots just to get to me anyway, and you want me to get out of the way?"
Since she's one of my 420 bosses, I picked up and parked under a tree in the rough to let them finish the hole. Counting her strokes as I was committed to do at that point, what turned out to be 57.77 average yds per shot, it took her nine shots to get where I was, so I was wrong about that. Then of course I had to let them finish putting. She had a 14, but probably told her partner it was a 12.
It must have taken them 20 minutes to finish that hole. By the time they were done, another group was in the fairway, with another on the tee. I don't even remember if I ever finished mowing that hole.
I dreaded Tuesdays back then.