re: What happened to Top Golf?

Private golf simulator places are in use now. You can get a monthly membership and it’s by reservation only. Most of them can be 24 hours a day. You get your own private bay. It’s by key card only. It’s awesome.

The answer is simple....... CULCHA. Our nation has devolved into a third world country courtesy of King Obama.

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they lay out a bunch of cash and build a big facility and it is nice at first and the staff is good and as time goes on the crowd trickles in and you have shootings in the parking lot and the staff doesn't want to work there anymore and you get bad staff which makes the good clientele leave and then it becomes a shell of what it was but there is still a big loan on the space and it was designed so specialized that no other business can buy it and it creeps along until the plug is pulled

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Sounds eerily like apartment complexes without the section 8 bailout.

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shootings in the parking lot

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I was thinking this would be a good band name, but then I realized it doesn't pop. However, with a revision:

Parking Lot Shooters

Bam! That's a great band name.

ChatGPT - turn OP into a counttry song:

"Beer Was Cold"

Verse 1
Well, we pulled up just before sundown,
Thought we'd knock a few golf balls around.
Neon lights and country songs,
Figured nothin' much could go wrong.

But the parking lot told a different tale,
Lifted trucks and tires wide as rails.
Everybody lookin' for a Friday night fight,
While I was just lookin' to hit one right.

Chorus
The beer was cold, the golf was fun,
Best part of the night by a mile, bar none.
But the food took forever, the fries were bland,
Couldn't get a napkin in my own two hands.
She was watchin' her phone instead of my table,
Manager leaned there just as able.
Spent a hundred twenty bucks just to find,
Sometimes good ain't worth your time.
Yeah, the beer was cold... but that's about all.

Verse 2
Asked for silverware, then asked again,
Started thinkin' maybe it was just pretend.
Burger showed up lookin' tired and worn,
Like it'd been sittin' there since early morn'.

Every screen was glowin' blue,
Everybody scrollin' like they always do.
Guess the world can wait when you're gettin' paid,
But the customer ain't the one gettin' played.

Chorus
The beer was cold, the golf was fun,
Best part of the night by a mile, bar none.
But the food took forever, the fries were bland,
Couldn't get a napkin in my own two hands.
She was watchin' her phone instead of my table,
Manager leaned there just as able.
Spent a hundred twenty bucks just to find,
Sometimes good ain't worth your time.
Yeah, the beer was cold... but that's about all.

Bridge
I ain't askin' for a five-star meal,
Just somebody who'll make it feel real.
Bring the ketchup, crack a smile,
Might've made it worth the while.

Final Chorus
The beer was cold, the golf was fine,
I'll remember every decent drive.
But if you're gonna charge that kind of cash,
You better earn it, not just ask.
I'll find an old range with a bucket of balls,
Where nobody's glued to a six-inch wall.
'Cause a good night's measured more than score—
And I don't think I'll be back no more.

Outro
Yeah, the beer was cold...
The golf was good...
Everything else?
Well... it wasn't.

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Lots of squatted trucks, neck tats, hood rats and hillbillies. It was like Livingston Parish meets North Baton Rouge.

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What exactly were you expecting?

I’m not sure that normal people ever actually go there of their own volition unless it’s for a corporate event of some sort. Same story in Northern Virginia. Place was trash but my company at the time would rent part of it out about once a year. Never felt the need to go on my own.

Jacked up the prices to keep the exact customers that inhabit the place out of there. Same as restaurants.