enviousdominous
Behold my diction
Your eyes slowly open as your alarm blares on with an infectious sequence of noises. Glancing over; you see that you're thirty minutes past when you could have comfortably began preparations for your new job. In a frustrated haste you rush through your hygenial routine and rush to your car as the sun begins to become absorbed by the western horizon. You're tired, bewildered and thoroughly annoyed with yourself.
You're relieved to find that you remembered to preset your phone's gps to direct you to the WWE Performance Center where you'll be their newest night watchman. You start your car seamlessly and begin on your way to what will surely be an easy career in the security field.
Suddenly; your phone rings, causing you to instinctively tap the red "x" as you've always been a stickler for safety while driving. You look to see that you just denied a call from Vince McMahon, and frantically juggle accessing your phone's missed call roster while peeking through your windshield to suddenly swerve back into place in your lane. You find the missed call, and dial Vince McMahon.
Vince: WHO IS THIS!? WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!?
You: Mr. McMahon, I'm so sorry I...
Vince: HA HA HA!! Just kidding, what can I do for you?
You: I saw that you had called and...
Vince: Due to a court order; I am now required to grant fair warning to future night watchmen of the WWE Performance Center. I trust that you're aware that you're replacing a person who died on the job.
You: I heard about that. Heart attack, right?
Vince: Stroke, but really it was the shock that did the job.
You: Shock?
Vince: Look kid, the performance center is open to our talent at all hours. We don't deny any of them access, which means that certain members of our talent roster tend to show up unannounced and go a little off the deep end.
You: Who goes off the deep end?
Vince: We're sports entertainment kid. We need our talent to do anything they can to stay in character when the cameras are rolling. We employ a guy named Windham Rotuna, but he likes to go by Bray Wyatt.
You: I love that guy. Will I get to meet him?
Vince: Slow your roll kid. Windham prepares for his role in some strange ways; he actually hasn't slept in three years.
You: What about the guys working with him?
Vince: They're not as bad, when they're being influenced by Windham. They are however, completely enthralled with Bray Wyatt and will compulsively follow all of his commands.
You: I'm pulling up to the performance center now. Anything else I should know about?
Vince: Whatever you do, and I mean whatever you do, don't ever r.....
Just as you're parking your car next to the only other car in the entire parking lot; you look down to see that the call became disconnected, and instinctively attempt to disconnect your seat belt. You look down startled to see that you never put your seat belt on.
You: I'm just having one of those days I guess.
You exit and make your way to the performance center, the front door is opened for you by William Regal.
You: Good Morning Sir!
William: Morning? Maybe in England.
Entering the performance center for the first time, you stare in awe of its pristine condition.
William: It's a beautiful facility, isn't it?
You: I'll say. My cell phone isn't picking anything up out here.
William: That's this facility for you, Mr. McMahon doesn't want any secrets being leaked to the dirt sheets.
You: How am I supposed to call if I need help?
William: There are phones for that; just dial 9-8-6-1 to dial out, that includes emergency numbers.
You: That's good to know. One more thing I was told that if I see Bray Wyatt that I should never..
Turning to look, you see that William Regal had made haste to leave. You imagine that he started his retreat immediately after you uttered the name "Bray Wyatt". You lock the front door while taking a long sigh to settle your nervous physical state, and you slowly pace through the performance center to get your bearings.
You take an hour to recognize that there is an emergency exit at the rear of the building, fire alarms are located next to the entrance and the emergency exit with a fire extinguisher next to each alarm, and each side of the facility has three windows which can't be opened normally.
You decide that it's time to explore the second story to this facility, when you hear the familiar sound of a plastic cup tumbling along the hard floor as though it had fallen. The last rays of sunlight are disappearing below the horizon now, causing you to need a few more seconds to decide what to do next.
What will you do?
Option #1: Explore the second floor undeterred.
Option #2: Examine what made that sound.
Option #3: (Your own option, make it a good one)
You're relieved to find that you remembered to preset your phone's gps to direct you to the WWE Performance Center where you'll be their newest night watchman. You start your car seamlessly and begin on your way to what will surely be an easy career in the security field.
Suddenly; your phone rings, causing you to instinctively tap the red "x" as you've always been a stickler for safety while driving. You look to see that you just denied a call from Vince McMahon, and frantically juggle accessing your phone's missed call roster while peeking through your windshield to suddenly swerve back into place in your lane. You find the missed call, and dial Vince McMahon.
Vince: WHO IS THIS!? WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!?
You: Mr. McMahon, I'm so sorry I...
Vince: HA HA HA!! Just kidding, what can I do for you?
You: I saw that you had called and...
Vince: Due to a court order; I am now required to grant fair warning to future night watchmen of the WWE Performance Center. I trust that you're aware that you're replacing a person who died on the job.
You: I heard about that. Heart attack, right?
Vince: Stroke, but really it was the shock that did the job.
You: Shock?
Vince: Look kid, the performance center is open to our talent at all hours. We don't deny any of them access, which means that certain members of our talent roster tend to show up unannounced and go a little off the deep end.
You: Who goes off the deep end?
Vince: We're sports entertainment kid. We need our talent to do anything they can to stay in character when the cameras are rolling. We employ a guy named Windham Rotuna, but he likes to go by Bray Wyatt.
You: I love that guy. Will I get to meet him?
Vince: Slow your roll kid. Windham prepares for his role in some strange ways; he actually hasn't slept in three years.
You: What about the guys working with him?
Vince: They're not as bad, when they're being influenced by Windham. They are however, completely enthralled with Bray Wyatt and will compulsively follow all of his commands.
You: I'm pulling up to the performance center now. Anything else I should know about?
Vince: Whatever you do, and I mean whatever you do, don't ever r.....
Just as you're parking your car next to the only other car in the entire parking lot; you look down to see that the call became disconnected, and instinctively attempt to disconnect your seat belt. You look down startled to see that you never put your seat belt on.
You: I'm just having one of those days I guess.
You exit and make your way to the performance center, the front door is opened for you by William Regal.
You: Good Morning Sir!
William: Morning? Maybe in England.
Entering the performance center for the first time, you stare in awe of its pristine condition.
William: It's a beautiful facility, isn't it?
You: I'll say. My cell phone isn't picking anything up out here.
William: That's this facility for you, Mr. McMahon doesn't want any secrets being leaked to the dirt sheets.
You: How am I supposed to call if I need help?
William: There are phones for that; just dial 9-8-6-1 to dial out, that includes emergency numbers.
You: That's good to know. One more thing I was told that if I see Bray Wyatt that I should never..
Turning to look, you see that William Regal had made haste to leave. You imagine that he started his retreat immediately after you uttered the name "Bray Wyatt". You lock the front door while taking a long sigh to settle your nervous physical state, and you slowly pace through the performance center to get your bearings.
You take an hour to recognize that there is an emergency exit at the rear of the building, fire alarms are located next to the entrance and the emergency exit with a fire extinguisher next to each alarm, and each side of the facility has three windows which can't be opened normally.
You decide that it's time to explore the second story to this facility, when you hear the familiar sound of a plastic cup tumbling along the hard floor as though it had fallen. The last rays of sunlight are disappearing below the horizon now, causing you to need a few more seconds to decide what to do next.
What will you do?
Option #1: Explore the second floor undeterred.
Option #2: Examine what made that sound.
Option #3: (Your own option, make it a good one)