A woman stands over her tee shot for what seems an eternity: looking up, looking down, measuring the distance, figuring the wind direction and speed.

Finally her exasperated playing partner says, Whats taking so long? Hit the damn ball!
The woman answers, My husband is up there watching me from the clubhouse. I want to make this a perfect shot.
Forget it, dear, says her partner.

Youll never hit him from here.