Post by Emerson on Sept 5, 2018 13:20:03 GMT -5
I am the choo choo train! Choo choo!
Hah, I used to love reading Charlie the Choo Choo, do you remember that story? Its about the little train who wouldnt stop, he’d be like “I think I can”. “I think I can”, “I think I can”. And eventually he did. I kinda like to think I am like that.
I dont think his name was Charlie the choo choo but we always called him that when I read it to my son. I guess its true that your mind starts to go as you get old, hah! But yeah I am a lot like the train. I fall down and I get up again, and I keep on going. I’m not gonna lie and say I win every match every time. No, we all know that would be a big lie. What I am saying is that even when I crash or fall out of the rails. I dust myself off and I get back on the track and keep on going. I think that should say a lot about the type of man I am.
But in todays world I am just a nobody. Lets be honest, I dont have the talent most people in SFT have . I wish I did. I wish I could fly through the air like some of you. I wish I had the strength some of you have. Sometimes it feels like most of you have more talent in your pink fingers than I could have in 2 lifetimes. And yet most you waste that talent. You guys waste that talent arguing about the hardcore title, bitching and complaining and moaning over what a guy does with a title he holds. Who cares? Then you guys whine and cry about promos that werent even for any match. Then you guys complain about Harold telling people they have to prove themselves. Hello McFly, everyone has to prove themselves to someone. Duh! If the freaking owner says you and you prove youselves, how is that a bad thing?
I have a boss in every aspect of my life, at JC Penny. In the wrestling, the presiden of the US, the government, every aspect of your life is not your own. And if you dont want to asnwer to anyone then we need to move down to Mexico and see how life goes out there.
My point is this if you all spent more time actually doing what you were hired to do, and less time complaining, then maybe you all wouldnt come off as such big you know what. I try to watch my language in all places, because if I start saying bad words here, then itll go to other parts of my life and I wont allow that to happen. I want my son to see what a real man acts like, how a real man is. And real men take care of their family and their business and leave those potty mouths at the door.
Yeah I know I am acting like a boy scout but when you have a child you want to act good in front of them and all the time, because they pick up on all that. I know many guys dont care, they do what they because all they care about is themselves. But as we get older and wiser we understand caring just about yourself is no way to live. It is only when we care for others that we finally find our place.
So Jaime. Who do you care about? Who do you fight for? Do you have a family? Someone you love, someone you fight for? Or are you an island? No man is an island though some wish to believe in it anyway. Or do you stand for your race and heritage? Though I have seen little evidence of that.
But I guess we will find out pretty soon wont we. We will see what you are really about and whether you define that title or whether it defines you. We are all defined by one thing or another, even a man like you.
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Hah, I used to love reading Charlie the Choo Choo, do you remember that story? Its about the little train who wouldnt stop, he’d be like “I think I can”. “I think I can”, “I think I can”. And eventually he did. I kinda like to think I am like that.
I dont think his name was Charlie the choo choo but we always called him that when I read it to my son. I guess its true that your mind starts to go as you get old, hah! But yeah I am a lot like the train. I fall down and I get up again, and I keep on going. I’m not gonna lie and say I win every match every time. No, we all know that would be a big lie. What I am saying is that even when I crash or fall out of the rails. I dust myself off and I get back on the track and keep on going. I think that should say a lot about the type of man I am.
But in todays world I am just a nobody. Lets be honest, I dont have the talent most people in SFT have . I wish I did. I wish I could fly through the air like some of you. I wish I had the strength some of you have. Sometimes it feels like most of you have more talent in your pink fingers than I could have in 2 lifetimes. And yet most you waste that talent. You guys waste that talent arguing about the hardcore title, bitching and complaining and moaning over what a guy does with a title he holds. Who cares? Then you guys whine and cry about promos that werent even for any match. Then you guys complain about Harold telling people they have to prove themselves. Hello McFly, everyone has to prove themselves to someone. Duh! If the freaking owner says you and you prove youselves, how is that a bad thing?
I have a boss in every aspect of my life, at JC Penny. In the wrestling, the presiden of the US, the government, every aspect of your life is not your own. And if you dont want to asnwer to anyone then we need to move down to Mexico and see how life goes out there.
My point is this if you all spent more time actually doing what you were hired to do, and less time complaining, then maybe you all wouldnt come off as such big you know what. I try to watch my language in all places, because if I start saying bad words here, then itll go to other parts of my life and I wont allow that to happen. I want my son to see what a real man acts like, how a real man is. And real men take care of their family and their business and leave those potty mouths at the door.
Yeah I know I am acting like a boy scout but when you have a child you want to act good in front of them and all the time, because they pick up on all that. I know many guys dont care, they do what they because all they care about is themselves. But as we get older and wiser we understand caring just about yourself is no way to live. It is only when we care for others that we finally find our place.
So Jaime. Who do you care about? Who do you fight for? Do you have a family? Someone you love, someone you fight for? Or are you an island? No man is an island though some wish to believe in it anyway. Or do you stand for your race and heritage? Though I have seen little evidence of that.
But I guess we will find out pretty soon wont we. We will see what you are really about and whether you define that title or whether it defines you. We are all defined by one thing or another, even a man like you.
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