Post by audrey on Feb 23, 2009 19:16:17 GMT -5
Audrey Andrews is sitting at her scarred up kitchen table in front of her are this month's bills. Her long blonde hair has been pulled back into a ponytail and she is still dressed in her work clothing. The blue baby Tee shirt with the words "Andrews Gym" across the front. She starts tapping her pencil on the table as tears fill her eyes. She wipes away the tears once she hear her cell phone ring. She scrambles to pull it out of her gym bag, looking at the caller ID she frown but takes a breath and answers it.
Audrey: Hello Mr. Morales. Yes, I know I'm a week late on rent. No please don't call her. I'll get the money I promise. Give me 2 weeks I'll have what's due and next months too. I don't know how, but I'll figure it out. I know Mr. Morales. It won't happen again. Ok, thanks.
Audrey slams the phone down with tears of frustration in her eyes. This is the second time in a row that she has no idea where her rent money is going to come from, but she can't give up her home. Especially not when its connected to her business, the gym. If she loses her home she loses her livelihood. Of course she could always ask her friend Daisy for a loan...but that is the absolute last resort without Daisy, Audrey never would have even gotten "Andrews Gym". Daisy co-signed the loan for her to live this dream, to own something like this, to have something that was all hers. Well it took a long time to get here.
9:30pm the clock reads, Audrey gets up and puts her bills away. She heads for the shower then to bed to start all over again.
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The next day-
Aubrey is wearing a pair of navy running shorts and a navy sports bra, her hair in a ponytail and running shoes on her feet. She is running on a treadmill, sweat pouring down her back and forehead. A knock at the front door has her slowing down. She hops off the treadmill, grabs a bottle of water and a towel and walks over to the front door. She throws the lock and opens the door.
Audrey: Can I help you? We don't open for another half hour but I'd be happy to sign you up now.
Man: Oh, well I was hoping to find the owner or manager. You see my name is Alexander Ritter and I own Michigan Wrestling Association.
Audrey: What's a whatever you just said?
Alexander: It my wrestling federation. Normally I have other people doing this but we're traveling through Michigan just to settle some dates scheduled around here and I thought I'd take advantage of some cheap advertising by tossing some flyers in local gyms.
Audrey: SO you want to advertise the dates you're in the area?
Alexander: No, we're looking for some new, fresh talent. We have a great roster but when ever we can we like to add some new faces for our fans. Is the boss around?
Audrey: I am the boss, (laughs as she extends her hand to the man) Audrey Andrews. Don't feel too bad most people assume Andrew owns this place. But there is no Andrew. Let me take a look at that.
Audrey scans the flyer the first thing she notices is the pay.
Audrey: Is this for real? Can you really bring in hundreds to thousands of dollars per match?
Alexander: Yes, obviously the bigger you get, the more wins under your belt, the higher your pay. It is demanding on the body and probably not the best job for everybody. But it's a great job, our men and women love their job. Do you know anyone who might be interested? I mean any of your customers? Women and Men, we're an equal opportunity employer. And we are really looking for some talented ladies to round out our roster.
Audrey: Oh, I'm not really sure. But I'll let you post it here and we'll see what happens. So you're looking for women...
Alexander: Absolutely. You interested?
Audrey: I think I might be. I don't have any experience in wrestling but I do kick box and I'm physically in shape. The pay would really help me out too...
Audrey looks deep in thought for a few moments.
Audrey: You know what I believe I am interested. I can't wait to start.
Audrey: Hello Mr. Morales. Yes, I know I'm a week late on rent. No please don't call her. I'll get the money I promise. Give me 2 weeks I'll have what's due and next months too. I don't know how, but I'll figure it out. I know Mr. Morales. It won't happen again. Ok, thanks.
Audrey slams the phone down with tears of frustration in her eyes. This is the second time in a row that she has no idea where her rent money is going to come from, but she can't give up her home. Especially not when its connected to her business, the gym. If she loses her home she loses her livelihood. Of course she could always ask her friend Daisy for a loan...but that is the absolute last resort without Daisy, Audrey never would have even gotten "Andrews Gym". Daisy co-signed the loan for her to live this dream, to own something like this, to have something that was all hers. Well it took a long time to get here.
9:30pm the clock reads, Audrey gets up and puts her bills away. She heads for the shower then to bed to start all over again.
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The next day-
Aubrey is wearing a pair of navy running shorts and a navy sports bra, her hair in a ponytail and running shoes on her feet. She is running on a treadmill, sweat pouring down her back and forehead. A knock at the front door has her slowing down. She hops off the treadmill, grabs a bottle of water and a towel and walks over to the front door. She throws the lock and opens the door.
Audrey: Can I help you? We don't open for another half hour but I'd be happy to sign you up now.
Man: Oh, well I was hoping to find the owner or manager. You see my name is Alexander Ritter and I own Michigan Wrestling Association.
Audrey: What's a whatever you just said?
Alexander: It my wrestling federation. Normally I have other people doing this but we're traveling through Michigan just to settle some dates scheduled around here and I thought I'd take advantage of some cheap advertising by tossing some flyers in local gyms.
Audrey: SO you want to advertise the dates you're in the area?
Alexander: No, we're looking for some new, fresh talent. We have a great roster but when ever we can we like to add some new faces for our fans. Is the boss around?
Audrey: I am the boss, (laughs as she extends her hand to the man) Audrey Andrews. Don't feel too bad most people assume Andrew owns this place. But there is no Andrew. Let me take a look at that.
Audrey scans the flyer the first thing she notices is the pay.
Audrey: Is this for real? Can you really bring in hundreds to thousands of dollars per match?
Alexander: Yes, obviously the bigger you get, the more wins under your belt, the higher your pay. It is demanding on the body and probably not the best job for everybody. But it's a great job, our men and women love their job. Do you know anyone who might be interested? I mean any of your customers? Women and Men, we're an equal opportunity employer. And we are really looking for some talented ladies to round out our roster.
Audrey: Oh, I'm not really sure. But I'll let you post it here and we'll see what happens. So you're looking for women...
Alexander: Absolutely. You interested?
Audrey: I think I might be. I don't have any experience in wrestling but I do kick box and I'm physically in shape. The pay would really help me out too...
Audrey looks deep in thought for a few moments.
Audrey: You know what I believe I am interested. I can't wait to start.
