A guy named Bob receives a free ticket to the Masters from his company. Unfortunately, when Bob arrives at the course, he realizes that he hasn’t got a seat, and that he will have to stand all day.
About halfway through the day, Bob notices an empty seat in the gallery that surrounds the eighteenth hole. He decides to take a chance and makes his way to the empty seat.
As he sits down, he asks the gentleman sitting next to him, ‘Excuse me, is anyone sitting here?’ The man says no.
Now, very excited to be in such a great seat for the game, Bob again inquires of the man next to him, ‘This is incredible! Who in their right mind would have a seat like this at the Masters and not use it?’
The man replies, ‘Well, actually, the seat belongs to me, I was supposed to come with my wife, but she passed away. This is the first Masters that we haven’t been to together since we got married in l967.’
‘Well, that’s really sad,’ says Bob, ‘but still, couldn’t you find someone to take the seat? A relative or a close friend?’
‘Tried that,’ the man replies, ‘but they’re all at the funeral.’