I wanted to pick up a few more tennis balls before meeting my friend for game.
The club house had a bin of slightly used balls and I picked out a couple and went to buy them.
The cashier asked if I wanted a bag for them and I said, “it’s OK, I’ll just put them in my front pockets.”
While walking out of the store another guy came walking in and saw me with my pockets bulging.
“What’s wrong with your pockets?” he asked.
“Oh, it’s just tennis balls.” I said.
“Oh wow, how are you even able to walk?
I had tennis elbow once and I could barely move my arms.”