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Get better storylines? What the fuck is she talking about? I have, had, great ones! Is it my fault people fucking steal them? Fuck now I'm swearing! Ok Shane Brandon McMahon calm down. Wait. Shane Brandon McMahon. That's my name. Not Brandon Shane McMahon. Yesterday the person on the phone called me by my whole name except they called me Brandon Shane McMahon. I laugh suddenly. Uh yeah like THAT has to do with anything!
Where is my mind? I've totally lost it. I've lost trust, friends, family, ratings and my mind. What did I get in return? Debt if this damn company doesn't pay for itself like it was supposed to! Why didn't I learn when Stephanie and I did the Alliance?
I laugh again. Well gee Shane maybe because that was a storyline! Argh I can be so thickheaded sometimes. And naive. Extremely naïve.
But why list all my bad qualities now? I've been up for the past two days, surviving on nothing but coffee. The McMahon's could keep the coffee company in business by themselves. But who cares about the McMahon's?
Back to the lack of sleep. Yeah that's because I've been working on everything. Storylines, proposals, trying to figure out where the other storylines went, how do I get everyone back together, just everything! Is it working? Maybe. I hope so. Oh it should be!
Confused? Yes this is the mind of Shane Brandon McMahon. It's confusing and this isn't even the half of it. Besides all work related issues my dad is sick. So while speeding through rush hour traffic, sipping coffee to stay awake I'm driving my dog to the vet. While I'm gulping the hot coffee my laptop is my lap and my free hand is pounding at the keys. Haha oh and then my cell phone loves to ring! So while doing all that, with a howling dog in the backseat, I have to pick THAT up! It has not been a marvelous start to a week!
So am I hectic? Yes. And I stressed? If this isn't stress I don't want to know what is! I need rest and I know it. But I also need help. I need someone else to help with the company. Jen's doing great. There is NO doubt about that. I'm so lucky she came when she did. Vince McMahon has tons of other workers for a reason. Now I know that reason.
I have the upper hand. More so than Paul Heyman and Ted Turner ever had. See I was born into this business. Wrestling is my blood. I breathed it, tasted it, ate it, slept it, dreamed it, lived it, it has consumed me my whole life. I know how it works. And I will rise again to show triumph! I can do it!
Well, now, if that wasn't just the ramblings of a down and out guy then I don't know what would be.
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"Chris!" I yell as I see him walk down the hallway. He hesitates for a second then turns around. "Don't be mad." I beg.
"Oh sorry. I forgive you for calling me a rat! I forgive you for degrading me and not doing a damn thing while your talent runs rampant and you just suspend them and bring them back a week later. Oh and most importantly I forgive you for bringing Raven here! Raven who is only here because Vinny Mac fired his ass! Yep Raven who wouldn't leave his secure job to come help a friend out! All forgiven Brandon! Oh wait, you didn't apologize did you Shane?"
"Well, no, but I was going to!"
"Why are you apologizing McMahon? Because you're down? Because you're sad? BECAUSE YOU LOST EVERYTHING? Are you doing it because you care about people? Because you care you lost your family and friends?" He laughs bitterly. "I don't think so Boy Wonder. Oh I don't think so at all. Just remember I'm here because wrestling is my life. I can't go back to Vince. I can't leave here because I need to wrestle. Maybe one day we can be friends. Oh and you STILL never apologized you selfish egotistical McMahon. What did I expect from a McMahon anyway? Friendship? McMahon's don't know friendship." Chris spits and walks away. I stand there stunned for a second.
"Irvine I came here to say sorry! I came here to pour my heart out to you because I trust you! I didn't come here to get verbally abused!" I scream. Chris turns around and stomps back over to me.
"Things aren't as they seem Shane! Look around! The solution to all your problems is right under your chubby little face. It's right THERE!" Chris screams and punches a wall.
"Where Chris? Tell me! I don't see it unless it's you! And it is you! Isn't it?"
"No it's not me! I don't know who it is. I'm just saying it has to be RIGHT here! It's always right in one's face and one doesn't see it until the end." Chris says lowly, and locks eyes with me. We get captivated in each other's eyes.
"Shane I have-" Jenny says and cuts herself off. I jerk my eyes away from Chris.
"What do you have Jenny?" I ask. She hands me a stack of papers.
"Our ratings are slightly up from last week and almost catching up to the WWE." Jenny informs me. I wrap her in a huge hug then hug Chris tightly.
"Drinks on me later!" I yell.
"Not with this hair!" Chris yells back, causing Jenny and I to laugh.
Get better storylines? What the fuck is she talking about? I have, had, great ones! Is it my fault people fucking steal them? Fuck now I'm swearing! Ok Shane Brandon McMahon calm down. Wait. Shane Brandon McMahon. That's my name. Not Brandon Shane McMahon. Yesterday the person on the phone called me by my whole name except they called me Brandon Shane McMahon. I laugh suddenly. Uh yeah like THAT has to do with anything!
Where is my mind? I've totally lost it. I've lost trust, friends, family, ratings and my mind. What did I get in return? Debt if this damn company doesn't pay for itself like it was supposed to! Why didn't I learn when Stephanie and I did the Alliance?
I laugh again. Well gee Shane maybe because that was a storyline! Argh I can be so thickheaded sometimes. And naive. Extremely naïve.
But why list all my bad qualities now? I've been up for the past two days, surviving on nothing but coffee. The McMahon's could keep the coffee company in business by themselves. But who cares about the McMahon's?
Back to the lack of sleep. Yeah that's because I've been working on everything. Storylines, proposals, trying to figure out where the other storylines went, how do I get everyone back together, just everything! Is it working? Maybe. I hope so. Oh it should be!
Confused? Yes this is the mind of Shane Brandon McMahon. It's confusing and this isn't even the half of it. Besides all work related issues my dad is sick. So while speeding through rush hour traffic, sipping coffee to stay awake I'm driving my dog to the vet. While I'm gulping the hot coffee my laptop is my lap and my free hand is pounding at the keys. Haha oh and then my cell phone loves to ring! So while doing all that, with a howling dog in the backseat, I have to pick THAT up! It has not been a marvelous start to a week!
So am I hectic? Yes. And I stressed? If this isn't stress I don't want to know what is! I need rest and I know it. But I also need help. I need someone else to help with the company. Jen's doing great. There is NO doubt about that. I'm so lucky she came when she did. Vince McMahon has tons of other workers for a reason. Now I know that reason.
I have the upper hand. More so than Paul Heyman and Ted Turner ever had. See I was born into this business. Wrestling is my blood. I breathed it, tasted it, ate it, slept it, dreamed it, lived it, it has consumed me my whole life. I know how it works. And I will rise again to show triumph! I can do it!
Well, now, if that wasn't just the ramblings of a down and out guy then I don't know what would be.
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"Chris!" I yell as I see him walk down the hallway. He hesitates for a second then turns around. "Don't be mad." I beg.
"Oh sorry. I forgive you for calling me a rat! I forgive you for degrading me and not doing a damn thing while your talent runs rampant and you just suspend them and bring them back a week later. Oh and most importantly I forgive you for bringing Raven here! Raven who is only here because Vinny Mac fired his ass! Yep Raven who wouldn't leave his secure job to come help a friend out! All forgiven Brandon! Oh wait, you didn't apologize did you Shane?"
"Well, no, but I was going to!"
"Why are you apologizing McMahon? Because you're down? Because you're sad? BECAUSE YOU LOST EVERYTHING? Are you doing it because you care about people? Because you care you lost your family and friends?" He laughs bitterly. "I don't think so Boy Wonder. Oh I don't think so at all. Just remember I'm here because wrestling is my life. I can't go back to Vince. I can't leave here because I need to wrestle. Maybe one day we can be friends. Oh and you STILL never apologized you selfish egotistical McMahon. What did I expect from a McMahon anyway? Friendship? McMahon's don't know friendship." Chris spits and walks away. I stand there stunned for a second.
"Irvine I came here to say sorry! I came here to pour my heart out to you because I trust you! I didn't come here to get verbally abused!" I scream. Chris turns around and stomps back over to me.
"Things aren't as they seem Shane! Look around! The solution to all your problems is right under your chubby little face. It's right THERE!" Chris screams and punches a wall.
"Where Chris? Tell me! I don't see it unless it's you! And it is you! Isn't it?"
"No it's not me! I don't know who it is. I'm just saying it has to be RIGHT here! It's always right in one's face and one doesn't see it until the end." Chris says lowly, and locks eyes with me. We get captivated in each other's eyes.
"Shane I have-" Jenny says and cuts herself off. I jerk my eyes away from Chris.
"What do you have Jenny?" I ask. She hands me a stack of papers.
"Our ratings are slightly up from last week and almost catching up to the WWE." Jenny informs me. I wrap her in a huge hug then hug Chris tightly.
"Drinks on me later!" I yell.
"Not with this hair!" Chris yells back, causing Jenny and I to laugh.