Heads Roll
Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2021 2:08 pm
*** Gary Bloomfield walks into Damion Black's office. In spite of his best efforts to maintain his composure, the look on Damion Black's face makes Gary visibly timid. Gary tries to placate his boss. ***
GB: "Mr. Black, I know what this is about and I know what you're going to say, and you're right, but I-"
DB: "Oh, you know what I'm going to say. Well, splendid! That will make this conversation all the quicker! Clean out your desk. You're fired."
GB: "Yes sir, I- wait, WHAT?!"
DB: "I will not tolerate my own staff going behind my back and against my wishes. You knew that when you signed Aldo Wyld to a new contract. You knew and now you must accept the responsibility of your actions. "
GB: "B-b-but.... Mr. Black, I signed the Masked S-shooter to a contract, not Aldo Wyld. I mean, this is pro wrestling! This doesn't give PWA a black eye-"
*** Damion slams his hand down on his desk, making Bloomfield jump. ***
DB: "I will NOT tolerate insubordination! I will NOT be made to look FOOLISH! Everyone knows that is Aldo Wyld under a mask and you are enabling him! Can you imagine the negative press we will receive if that old fool dies in a PWA ring?! We would not recover! MY reputation would be destroyed! I am not willing to accept that for the wishes of a washed up has-been or any of his misguided sycophants, yourself included! You are no longer the voice of PWA! Now, leave here immediately!"
*** Gary's mouth opens and closes, searching for words to say. Finding none, his shoulders slump forward and he hangs his head in defeat. Gary quietly turns his back on a seething Damion Back and closes the door behind him without a sound. ***
GB: "Mr. Black, I know what this is about and I know what you're going to say, and you're right, but I-"
DB: "Oh, you know what I'm going to say. Well, splendid! That will make this conversation all the quicker! Clean out your desk. You're fired."
GB: "Yes sir, I- wait, WHAT?!"
DB: "I will not tolerate my own staff going behind my back and against my wishes. You knew that when you signed Aldo Wyld to a new contract. You knew and now you must accept the responsibility of your actions. "
GB: "B-b-but.... Mr. Black, I signed the Masked S-shooter to a contract, not Aldo Wyld. I mean, this is pro wrestling! This doesn't give PWA a black eye-"
*** Damion slams his hand down on his desk, making Bloomfield jump. ***
DB: "I will NOT tolerate insubordination! I will NOT be made to look FOOLISH! Everyone knows that is Aldo Wyld under a mask and you are enabling him! Can you imagine the negative press we will receive if that old fool dies in a PWA ring?! We would not recover! MY reputation would be destroyed! I am not willing to accept that for the wishes of a washed up has-been or any of his misguided sycophants, yourself included! You are no longer the voice of PWA! Now, leave here immediately!"
*** Gary's mouth opens and closes, searching for words to say. Finding none, his shoulders slump forward and he hangs his head in defeat. Gary quietly turns his back on a seething Damion Back and closes the door behind him without a sound. ***