On a golf tour in Ireland, a pro golfer drives his Mercedes into a petrol station in a remote part of the Irish countryside.
The pump attendant who knows absolutely nothing about golf, greets him in a typical Irish manner completely unaware of who the golfing pro is.
“Top of the mornin’ to yer, sir” says the attendant.
The golfer nods a quick “hello” and bends forward to pick up the nozzle. As he does so, two tees fall out of his shirt pocket onto the ground.
“What are those?” asks the attendant.
“They’re called tees” replies the man.
“Well, what on this god’s earth are dey for?” inquires the Irishman.
“They’re for resting my balls on when I’m driving” says the man.
“Lorn begorra” says the Irishman, “Mercedes thinks of everything!”