I was golfing at bunker hills in minnesota. I was alone and I ended up joining up with these two 55 year old guys. They seemed drunk. They seemed like nice people, and seemed pretty normal. But on almost every hole they had to stop and pee, and they didn't even go into the woods.. they'd just walk to the side of the fairway, turn around and start peeing in the rough, and when we got to like the 8th hole on the back nine, of course, one of them had to piss again.. and this time, the guy just stood on the cart path, whipped it out, and started pissing on some trees right there. Then as that was happening, the drink cart girl drove right past me and saw him pissing there. She stopped and turned her head at me and whispered: "Oh my god, why didn't you tell me not to drive over there". I'm pretty sure the guy saw her driving over towards them, and he just kept on going without a care in the world.
I felt pretty bad for her... she kept looking at me, she asked me to tell her when he was done so she could keep moving. And after it was safe for her to go, she drove right past them, and they actually asked her for a beer.
I was hoping they'd get kicked out or something, but, nothing happened. Man that was uncomfortable.