I slowly open my eyes. I'm sitting up in the hospital bed, my head is
tilted to the left. I have my laptop on my lap and my fingers are lightly
on the keys. I must have fallen asleep working. That's not good. It's not
good at all. I have to work. The company isn't beating WWE for nothing!
I click on my existing documents to look for something. I forgot what I wrote. I keep all the story lines on my computer. I remember before I fell to the victim of exhaustion I was working on one involving Justin Credible and Tommy Dreamer. I stopped halfway through and hadn't had the chance to go back to it.
I click everywhere. I don't remember what I titled it so I'm not panicked that I can't find it. After I checked all of the documents I still don't have the file I wanted. Where did it go? I check the trash bin. Who knows? I could have accidentally deleted it. Not there.
I sigh and lean over to get the phone. Jenny might now where it is. I dial her number and wait for her to pick up.
"Hello?" She answers.
"Hey Jenny. Do you remember the story line I was working on involving Credible and Dreamer?"
"Yes."
"What did I save it as?"
"Banana's are green."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive. Why?"
"I can't find it on my computer."
"Oh Mr. McMahon! You're not working! Are you?"
"Yeah I am."
"Isn't that what you're in the hospital for?"
"No sweetie. Well know that I know what it's called I'm going to go work on it. Thank you bye." I say and hang up.
Ten minutes later I still can't find it.
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"Ok everyone after a brief leave I am now back. I would like to take this opportunity to thank Ms. Concanon for stepping in while I was away. Ms. Concanon has done a wonderful job but now that I am back it's time to step up again. Let's go out there and put on a great show, like we have been. It's time to show everyone why we, Shane McMahon Wrestling Organization, is beating World Wrestling Entertainment." I give my pre-show pep talk. Everyone claps then walks off to wherever they need to go.
"Mr. McMahon that was wonderful." Jenny says sweetly as she walks up to me clapping. I smile.
"I'm just speaking from my heart." I answer.
"What a generous heart you have." She says and puts her on my chest, where my heart would be located. I put my hand on top of hers, my other hand on her lower back and start singing and slow dancing.
"A heart, is a beautiful thing. A heart, is a glorious thing. A heart is nothing with no one to share it with." I sing. Jenny and I step perfectly with each other. She puts her free hand on my lower back and rests her head on my chest as we slowly dance.
"Mac! Tell Al Snow to stop-" I hear Chris yell as he comes up behind us. "Oh." He says lowly. Jenny and I quickly break away from each other.
"Yes Mr. Irvine? How may I help you?" I ask professionally. Chris takes his usual stance, a cocky smile and his arms folded over his shiny chest.
"Well I was just going to ask you to tell Al Snow to stop putting Nair hair removal in my shampoo. He's lucky I check before I wash my hair. This is the third day he's done it. That is what I was going to tell you. But now that I've walked here and I seen you, and what you were doing, I am going to tell you something new. I'm going to tell you, keep up what you're doing." Chris says, pats me on the back, turns on his heel and walks away.
"He's, not, normal." Jenny says lowly. I smile a little.
"No he's not." I answer. I walk in my office and shut my door. I think I hear Jenny give a sad sigh but why? Everything is going great for her.
I click on my existing documents to look for something. I forgot what I wrote. I keep all the story lines on my computer. I remember before I fell to the victim of exhaustion I was working on one involving Justin Credible and Tommy Dreamer. I stopped halfway through and hadn't had the chance to go back to it.
I click everywhere. I don't remember what I titled it so I'm not panicked that I can't find it. After I checked all of the documents I still don't have the file I wanted. Where did it go? I check the trash bin. Who knows? I could have accidentally deleted it. Not there.
I sigh and lean over to get the phone. Jenny might now where it is. I dial her number and wait for her to pick up.
"Hello?" She answers.
"Hey Jenny. Do you remember the story line I was working on involving Credible and Dreamer?"
"Yes."
"What did I save it as?"
"Banana's are green."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive. Why?"
"I can't find it on my computer."
"Oh Mr. McMahon! You're not working! Are you?"
"Yeah I am."
"Isn't that what you're in the hospital for?"
"No sweetie. Well know that I know what it's called I'm going to go work on it. Thank you bye." I say and hang up.
Ten minutes later I still can't find it.
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"Ok everyone after a brief leave I am now back. I would like to take this opportunity to thank Ms. Concanon for stepping in while I was away. Ms. Concanon has done a wonderful job but now that I am back it's time to step up again. Let's go out there and put on a great show, like we have been. It's time to show everyone why we, Shane McMahon Wrestling Organization, is beating World Wrestling Entertainment." I give my pre-show pep talk. Everyone claps then walks off to wherever they need to go.
"Mr. McMahon that was wonderful." Jenny says sweetly as she walks up to me clapping. I smile.
"I'm just speaking from my heart." I answer.
"What a generous heart you have." She says and puts her on my chest, where my heart would be located. I put my hand on top of hers, my other hand on her lower back and start singing and slow dancing.
"A heart, is a beautiful thing. A heart, is a glorious thing. A heart is nothing with no one to share it with." I sing. Jenny and I step perfectly with each other. She puts her free hand on my lower back and rests her head on my chest as we slowly dance.
"Mac! Tell Al Snow to stop-" I hear Chris yell as he comes up behind us. "Oh." He says lowly. Jenny and I quickly break away from each other.
"Yes Mr. Irvine? How may I help you?" I ask professionally. Chris takes his usual stance, a cocky smile and his arms folded over his shiny chest.
"Well I was just going to ask you to tell Al Snow to stop putting Nair hair removal in my shampoo. He's lucky I check before I wash my hair. This is the third day he's done it. That is what I was going to tell you. But now that I've walked here and I seen you, and what you were doing, I am going to tell you something new. I'm going to tell you, keep up what you're doing." Chris says, pats me on the back, turns on his heel and walks away.
"He's, not, normal." Jenny says lowly. I smile a little.
"No he's not." I answer. I walk in my office and shut my door. I think I hear Jenny give a sad sigh but why? Everything is going great for her.