Tussinewa Posted May 28, 2016 Share Posted May 28, 2016 http://i.imgur.com/sJ9idf9.jpg http://i.imgur.com/gtKU7fB.jpg Gabriel Green Mark Carnie's House, January 2016 I gave Mark's door a good thumping, hoping he wasn't passed out from whatever he had been drinking or snorting that day. People often ask me what it's like to work for the biggest scumbag in wrestling, I usually just tell them I'm lucky to have a job. Everyone has crappy bosses right? Well if crappy bosses had a convention Mark Carnie would be their supreme overlord. I peered through a window, trying to find signs of life inside. I needed to go over the yearly creative meeting with Mark, well the first yearly creative meeting I suppose. Just as I was about to walk away the door opens. Carnie: What's your ugly mug doing here? Green: I wanted to go over the roster, for the new year. Carnie: Look Gab I told you, you do the booking crap alright? I want nothing to do with that. You know that moment you get when you want to slap someone right the face? I think I'm getting this sort of feeling right now. See Mark has been under-cutting my booking decisions for months now. Being angry when I want a certain guy to lose, or when I don't want every match on the card to be a death match. But then this guy has the nerve to say he wants nothing to do with the booking? God... Green: Well I thought you might be interested in hearing about it regardless. Carnie: Look I don't have time for this, I have a flight to catch in the morning. A flight? Is this guy serious? Green: What are you talking about? Carnie: I'm going on holidays to Spain for a month, I thought I told you this? Lord have mercy. Green: Mark we have a ****ing show at the end of the month, you can't just go for monthly holidays whenever you want. Who's going to go on commentary? Carnie: Ya you know I'm sort of sick of that whole commentary thing, I'm sure you can find someone else to do. If you ever wondered what it would be like for a entitled scumbag child to run a wrestling promotion, you're looking at it right now. Carnie: Look I'm sure you won't have a problem finding someone alright? You can go do the creative meeting with yourself. Green: But... Before I could finish my sentence the door slammed into my face. I let out a deep, frustrated sigh as I pinched the bridge of my nose. Maybe in a weird way this was a blessing in disguise. Pretty much the whole locker room hates Carnie, and we could avoid all the tasteless jokes being said on commentary. After the uneventful fifteen minute drive back to my house, I threw the files I had prepared on the table. Might as well go over the creative meeting in my own head. http://i.imgur.com/sJ9idf9.jpg Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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