Unfortunately, As You'd Expect: "The Secret Life Of Cart Girls"

I really hoped that Golf Digest's Keely Levins going undercover as a cart girl trainee would clear most men of lame sexist jokes, blatant flirting and other painfully embarrassing behavior that no one should see on a golf course.

I should have known better.

"I drove up to a group one time, and the guy holds out a $50 bill and says, 'Let's see your chest.' I was shocked. And a little worried. You're on your own out there, no manager or anything. But I just kind of shut them down. And after that they seemed a little embarrassed."

The prevailing theory among the girls is that this isolation works differently for the golfers: Guys feel free to say anything they want because the golf course is an open space. In restaurants there are other waitresses and bartenders and patrons to quickly fend off animals, but the cart girl is alone.

"Old guys are fine," Sally tells me. "They can be pretty dirty, but you know they're harmless. Middle-age guys are the worst. You can tell when a guy's just caged up at home. He's got his ring on, but you can just sense that this is his only release for any out-of-line behavior."