**Thank you guys.**
When I envisioned my future this not how I planned it. This is not close to how I planned it. I thought I would still be in the WWE helping there. I never fathomed I'd have my own company.
I also underestimated how hard it is to run a company. I never thought my talent would turn on me this way. I never imagined my talent would turn on each other.
No. Good cheery Shane McMahon. I only saw the good things. Having a great show. Having wonderful talent. Gaining friends. Gaining ratings. Gaining acceptance.
Nothing remotely bad crossed my mind. Now I have my talent mad at me. I accused them, or at least one, of being a spy. That also put the talent on guard of one another. They don't want to be in the same dressing room anymore. They don't want to talk to anyone anymore. They also don't want to talk to me.
Jenny talks to me, but she's timid. I have to approach her first. Chris almost completely stopped talking to me. That hurts. It all hurts.
But I feel someone, or some people, are spying and snitching. How else can Vince be getting my storylines?
Oh get this. WWE's ratings are now beating my own. Why? They're using MY storylines! Isn't that a kick in the ass?
I don't know what to do. I mean times like this I would turn and talk to Stephy or daddy. I mean Vince. But now they're not talking to me. I would also talk to Chris but since he's ignoring me, that's out of the question. So who now? No one. I'm all alone. I got what I wanted. I got my own company. But I lost everything else. Is it worth it? Is it really worth it? I'm not sure anymore.
My phone starts ringing. I spin on my chair and pick it up.
"Shane McMahon." I answer.
"Brandon, you're falling apart. You lost your ratings, your friends and your family."
"Who are you?"
"Shane I'm closer to you than you think."
"You're voice is scrambled! Are you a girl or a guy?"
"You'll find out soon McMahon."
Then there was silence.
~~~~~~~~~
Jenny slowly walks in. She's walking silently, or trying to, but I can still see her. She lightly puts down a stack of papers on my desk. Before she can remove her hand I put my hand on top of hers. She looks at me with wide eyes.
"What's going on?" I whisper. Jenny shakes her head and looks around frantically.
"Miss Concanon, what's happening?"
"What what what what do you mean Shane?" She asks nervously.
"The ratings are down. My family hates me. My coworkers are against me and each other. Why?"
"All things go down once and awhile." She says lowly.
"NO JENNY! I won't have this!"
"Think of better storylines!" She snaps and storms out.
When I envisioned my future this not how I planned it. This is not close to how I planned it. I thought I would still be in the WWE helping there. I never fathomed I'd have my own company.
I also underestimated how hard it is to run a company. I never thought my talent would turn on me this way. I never imagined my talent would turn on each other.
No. Good cheery Shane McMahon. I only saw the good things. Having a great show. Having wonderful talent. Gaining friends. Gaining ratings. Gaining acceptance.
Nothing remotely bad crossed my mind. Now I have my talent mad at me. I accused them, or at least one, of being a spy. That also put the talent on guard of one another. They don't want to be in the same dressing room anymore. They don't want to talk to anyone anymore. They also don't want to talk to me.
Jenny talks to me, but she's timid. I have to approach her first. Chris almost completely stopped talking to me. That hurts. It all hurts.
But I feel someone, or some people, are spying and snitching. How else can Vince be getting my storylines?
Oh get this. WWE's ratings are now beating my own. Why? They're using MY storylines! Isn't that a kick in the ass?
I don't know what to do. I mean times like this I would turn and talk to Stephy or daddy. I mean Vince. But now they're not talking to me. I would also talk to Chris but since he's ignoring me, that's out of the question. So who now? No one. I'm all alone. I got what I wanted. I got my own company. But I lost everything else. Is it worth it? Is it really worth it? I'm not sure anymore.
My phone starts ringing. I spin on my chair and pick it up.
"Shane McMahon." I answer.
"Brandon, you're falling apart. You lost your ratings, your friends and your family."
"Who are you?"
"Shane I'm closer to you than you think."
"You're voice is scrambled! Are you a girl or a guy?"
"You'll find out soon McMahon."
Then there was silence.
~~~~~~~~~
Jenny slowly walks in. She's walking silently, or trying to, but I can still see her. She lightly puts down a stack of papers on my desk. Before she can remove her hand I put my hand on top of hers. She looks at me with wide eyes.
"What's going on?" I whisper. Jenny shakes her head and looks around frantically.
"Miss Concanon, what's happening?"
"What what what what do you mean Shane?" She asks nervously.
"The ratings are down. My family hates me. My coworkers are against me and each other. Why?"
"All things go down once and awhile." She says lowly.
"NO JENNY! I won't have this!"
"Think of better storylines!" She snaps and storms out.