Post by Dante Q on May 5, 2014 19:10:20 GMT -6
[Blonde hair. Blue eyes. Boring.]
“Eddie, you’re bland. Too bland for this industry.”
[At least that’s what the stereotypically suited exec sitting in front of him thought. But what does he know? He’s cut from the same cloth as everything other executive that came before him.]
“I’ll give it to you. You have talent. You can wrestle. I can use you. But, you are only ever going to be enhancement talent. Putting the guys over that connect with the crowd.”
[Eddie looked sad, tears welling in those youthful unabashedly blue puppy dog eyes.]
“But…”
[Eddie was unable to speak.]
“I know you don’t like what you’re hearing right now. Unfortunately, this industry is full of people that look like you, walk like you and talk like you. You are just another carbon copy of yesterday’s carbon copy.”
[Says the cardboard cutout.]
“What can I do.”
[The words struggle to leave the mouth of Edward James Taylor. His heart broken, His dream shattered.]
“Honestly, Eddie, you can go back to Australia and be a big fish in a small pond. You’ve probably got enough talent to be a star in the developing scene down under; you’d be a star attraction wrestling crocodiles, boxing kangaroos and eating vegemite sandwiches…”
[Same words. Different face. Eddie had heard it all before. Go back to Australia, you’re too ordinary for this market. Blah. Blah. Blah.]
”…Or you could go back to your hotel room. And be different. Don’t follow the same well worn path that every starstruck youngster seeking a dream follows. This outside the box, break the mould, shatter the cookie cutter.”
[Eddie smiled. The blue eyes glowed bright.]
“Be something.”
[The suit immediately stood up and walked out of the office. As he opened the door he turned back to Edward James Taylor.]
“Then come and see me.”
[With a motion, he hustled Eddie out of the office; he had a skip in his step. For the first time ever he left a meeting he was smiling. He wasn’t told he wasn’t going to be anything more than dreaded enhancement talent. He was told to be something and he might have a shot.]
“Eddie, you’re bland. Too bland for this industry.”
[At least that’s what the stereotypically suited exec sitting in front of him thought. But what does he know? He’s cut from the same cloth as everything other executive that came before him.]
“I’ll give it to you. You have talent. You can wrestle. I can use you. But, you are only ever going to be enhancement talent. Putting the guys over that connect with the crowd.”
[Eddie looked sad, tears welling in those youthful unabashedly blue puppy dog eyes.]
“But…”
[Eddie was unable to speak.]
“I know you don’t like what you’re hearing right now. Unfortunately, this industry is full of people that look like you, walk like you and talk like you. You are just another carbon copy of yesterday’s carbon copy.”
[Says the cardboard cutout.]
“What can I do.”
[The words struggle to leave the mouth of Edward James Taylor. His heart broken, His dream shattered.]
“Honestly, Eddie, you can go back to Australia and be a big fish in a small pond. You’ve probably got enough talent to be a star in the developing scene down under; you’d be a star attraction wrestling crocodiles, boxing kangaroos and eating vegemite sandwiches…”
[Same words. Different face. Eddie had heard it all before. Go back to Australia, you’re too ordinary for this market. Blah. Blah. Blah.]
”…Or you could go back to your hotel room. And be different. Don’t follow the same well worn path that every starstruck youngster seeking a dream follows. This outside the box, break the mould, shatter the cookie cutter.”
[Eddie smiled. The blue eyes glowed bright.]
“Be something.”
[The suit immediately stood up and walked out of the office. As he opened the door he turned back to Edward James Taylor.]
“Then come and see me.”
[With a motion, he hustled Eddie out of the office; he had a skip in his step. For the first time ever he left a meeting he was smiling. He wasn’t told he wasn’t going to be anything more than dreaded enhancement talent. He was told to be something and he might have a shot.]