**Wow Mediah you are such a charismatic reviewer lol! But I like it so keep
it up! And lmao no it wasn't porn, but it could have been!
Danielle, I wasn't mad. And I don't mind your "ramblings". I enjoy them.
Whose To Say I Don't Know, thank you for the review. I found you're McMahon Acting story highly entertaining.
All you guys keep up the reviews! This chapter is dedicated to all three of you.**
I set my briefcase gently down on the table. Dad's already here. He's sitting at the head of the table looking over some figures.
"Daddy." I say. He looks up from his papers and sighs. He looks tired and worn.
"Yes Shane? And please call me Mr. McMahon while we're working." He says. I shoot Stephanie an irate look. She tries not to laugh.
"Well, Mr. McMahon you said I could have a say at this meeting and I was wondering when it will be so I can be prepared. I don't want to do things last minute." I say, taking a shot at how he and his creative writing team are still writing scripts as the show is going on. He knows this. His nose flairs and veins start to pop out of his neck.
"You want time Shane?"
"Yes sir."
"You've got time. You have ten minutes at the end of the meeting." He says and goes back to his work. I glance at Stephanie. She shrugs and shakes her head. I walk over to her.
"The last ten minutes? I'm not sure that's long enough and people don't pay attention at the end." I complain.
"I know Shane Pain. But at least he gave you time. I didn't think he would." Stephanie says. I nod. The meeting begins so I go back to my seat.
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"And that concludes my proposal." I say. I see Stephanie nod and smile. Everyone else is falling half asleep. I loudly put down my binders and notes on the table. Everyone jumps awake.
"Well Shane, thank you." Vince says and stands up. "Meeting over." Every one starts to leave. I jump up so fast my chair would have tipped over if it wasn't on wheels.
"Like hell the meeting is over!" I scream. Everyone turns to look at me.
"Shane!" My dad warns me. I ignore him.
"I said something and Stephanie's the only one that heard it! WWE TV is going down! Ratings, attendance, merchandise, work ethics, they're all going down! Why? Everything has been done! Let some new fresh people get in! Let some new ideas flow!" I would keep going on but Vince grabs me by my collar.
"SHANE BRANDON MCMAHON!" I see all the signs that he's mad. And I don't give a shit. "Get out NOW! Take a break! You are suspended indefinably!" He yells. I storm out. That's fine. I know what I have to do.
Danielle, I wasn't mad. And I don't mind your "ramblings". I enjoy them.
Whose To Say I Don't Know, thank you for the review. I found you're McMahon Acting story highly entertaining.
All you guys keep up the reviews! This chapter is dedicated to all three of you.**
I set my briefcase gently down on the table. Dad's already here. He's sitting at the head of the table looking over some figures.
"Daddy." I say. He looks up from his papers and sighs. He looks tired and worn.
"Yes Shane? And please call me Mr. McMahon while we're working." He says. I shoot Stephanie an irate look. She tries not to laugh.
"Well, Mr. McMahon you said I could have a say at this meeting and I was wondering when it will be so I can be prepared. I don't want to do things last minute." I say, taking a shot at how he and his creative writing team are still writing scripts as the show is going on. He knows this. His nose flairs and veins start to pop out of his neck.
"You want time Shane?"
"Yes sir."
"You've got time. You have ten minutes at the end of the meeting." He says and goes back to his work. I glance at Stephanie. She shrugs and shakes her head. I walk over to her.
"The last ten minutes? I'm not sure that's long enough and people don't pay attention at the end." I complain.
"I know Shane Pain. But at least he gave you time. I didn't think he would." Stephanie says. I nod. The meeting begins so I go back to my seat.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"And that concludes my proposal." I say. I see Stephanie nod and smile. Everyone else is falling half asleep. I loudly put down my binders and notes on the table. Everyone jumps awake.
"Well Shane, thank you." Vince says and stands up. "Meeting over." Every one starts to leave. I jump up so fast my chair would have tipped over if it wasn't on wheels.
"Like hell the meeting is over!" I scream. Everyone turns to look at me.
"Shane!" My dad warns me. I ignore him.
"I said something and Stephanie's the only one that heard it! WWE TV is going down! Ratings, attendance, merchandise, work ethics, they're all going down! Why? Everything has been done! Let some new fresh people get in! Let some new ideas flow!" I would keep going on but Vince grabs me by my collar.
"SHANE BRANDON MCMAHON!" I see all the signs that he's mad. And I don't give a shit. "Get out NOW! Take a break! You are suspended indefinably!" He yells. I storm out. That's fine. I know what I have to do.