Another day, another nutcase in the office. Shame it isn't a wrestler this time.
Stan has been going absolutely mental since I said I was going to get a temporary replacement for him. He's been running around, chucking paper on the floor, shouting about how he was never leaving.
Well, he is, if only for the time being. I told him this, and he flipped out. I literally had to push him out the door.
He still hasn't left. He's been peering through the window, watching the goings on.
It's starting to get creepy.
Fortunately, my worries were interrupted by the sound of the doorbell and the arrival of my new temp...
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