A pastor, a doctor and an engineer were waiting one morning for a particularly slow group of golfers.
Engineer: What's with these guys?
We must have been waiting for 15 minutes!
Doctor: I don't know, but I've never seen such ineptitude!
Pastor: Hey, here comes the greens keeper.
Let's have a word with him.
[dramatic pause] Hi George.
Say, what's with that group ahead of us?
They're rather slow, aren't they?
George: Oh, yes, that's a group of blind fire fighters.
They lost their sight saving our clubhouse from a fire last year, so we always let them play for free anytime.
The group was silent for a moment.
Pastor: That's so sad.
I think I will say a special prayer for them tonight.
Doctor: Good idea.
And I'm going to contact my ophthalmologist buddy and see if there's anything he can do for them.
Engineer: Why can't these guys play at night?