Post by "Burned in Blood" Konrad Raab on Sept 13, 2021 12:00:39 GMT -5
After his match against Travis Pierce at And Then the Dragons Came PPV, although Konrad was diagnosed with dementia while walking backstage by himself without Fuji, who was gone from wrestling, he was approached by Holden Orson, who stopped Konrad from going anywhere, shaking his head while handing him a huge brown envelope with his name on it. Konrad walks to his locker room and closes the door behind him before locking it. He decides to leave the unopened envelope for now on the bench as he goes in the shower to wash himself down.
As he got out of the shower with a towel wrapped around him, Konrad placed his shirt, boxer shorts, jeans, socks, and trainers on before he took a seat to breathe in and out before he stood up to get himself a bottle of water on the table with some fruit UGWC must always provide for Konrad due to his past of fainting. He drank some water down; all of the water was gone from the bottle. Konrad then turned to look at the envelope he was given earlier as he sighed before picking it up.
Konrad Raab: "I fucking get it; I can't wrestle anymore. As if that hasn't put the bullet holes in my heart enough. As if I've not been crying about being prevented from wrestling isn't bad enough already. Thanks a lot, Holden."
Konrad still pours tears down his face, knowing the reality of the situation of him being unable to do something he wasn't fit enough to do anymore. It took Konrad a long time to stop crying as he didn't bother watching any of the matches at the PPV. Konrad finished crying an hour later, even if there were tears still streaming down his face, dropping from his cheek to the floor. Almost a puddle of tears. As Konrad opened the letter, it turned out it wasn't the case at all. Konrad starts reading the letter.
Dear Mr Raab.
Your actions on Twitter regarding derogatory words you say to other wrestlers have been unacceptable, especially towards female wrestlers as of late. We regret to form you that for two whole months on an online course based in Chicago; you are sent on a sensitivity training course to learn how to know what you've said towards a female wrestler is wrong, having a positive outlook about what your goals actually are in UGWC and most importantly, how you resolve conflicts with other work colleagues. All the details of the course information are all in the envelope provided.
You will start your course next Monday, onwards as a part of your job requirement. We've registered you and got it all booked and will make sure you do them; otherwise, you'll never come back to UGWC ever again; well, we know you won't be when you have dementia. The point is you still are required to do this sensitivity training course so we can pay you. Your pay for your few matches from May until the Travis match has been suspended until you complete the course.
We will keep up with Mr Declan Keys, your teacher for the course, every Tuesday week via phone calls to see if you're doing the course and how you are doing on the course as well.
Yours sincerely
Holden Orson.
Konrad had to keep the papers because it had all the information online, and the registration had all been done, so there's no backing away from it now; it was a must, and during all the workdays he usually has with UGWC will be spent in front of a computer. Konrad pulled out more information, including the times he can do them from, well, rather more the day since it states the course can be started anytime when he's ready but must be on a Monday.
Konrad Raab: "Wow, really? As if things aren't already fucked as it is. It's alright for wrestlers to tell me they'd be glad I'm dead and mock me for my condition, but things I said about using the female gender word are crossing the line? That's fine, I'll do the course if it gets me back in wrestling again. No problem at all."
Konrad places everything back in the large brown envelope and places it in his gym bag before he unlocks the locker room door and stomps out of the arena, without saying goodbye to anyone, due to him that's burnt a lot of bridges after his acts on Twitter and as planned, heads straight back home on his private plane as he had already got his belongings from his hotel room earlier today.
As he got out of the shower with a towel wrapped around him, Konrad placed his shirt, boxer shorts, jeans, socks, and trainers on before he took a seat to breathe in and out before he stood up to get himself a bottle of water on the table with some fruit UGWC must always provide for Konrad due to his past of fainting. He drank some water down; all of the water was gone from the bottle. Konrad then turned to look at the envelope he was given earlier as he sighed before picking it up.
Konrad Raab: "I fucking get it; I can't wrestle anymore. As if that hasn't put the bullet holes in my heart enough. As if I've not been crying about being prevented from wrestling isn't bad enough already. Thanks a lot, Holden."
Konrad still pours tears down his face, knowing the reality of the situation of him being unable to do something he wasn't fit enough to do anymore. It took Konrad a long time to stop crying as he didn't bother watching any of the matches at the PPV. Konrad finished crying an hour later, even if there were tears still streaming down his face, dropping from his cheek to the floor. Almost a puddle of tears. As Konrad opened the letter, it turned out it wasn't the case at all. Konrad starts reading the letter.
Dear Mr Raab.
Your actions on Twitter regarding derogatory words you say to other wrestlers have been unacceptable, especially towards female wrestlers as of late. We regret to form you that for two whole months on an online course based in Chicago; you are sent on a sensitivity training course to learn how to know what you've said towards a female wrestler is wrong, having a positive outlook about what your goals actually are in UGWC and most importantly, how you resolve conflicts with other work colleagues. All the details of the course information are all in the envelope provided.
You will start your course next Monday, onwards as a part of your job requirement. We've registered you and got it all booked and will make sure you do them; otherwise, you'll never come back to UGWC ever again; well, we know you won't be when you have dementia. The point is you still are required to do this sensitivity training course so we can pay you. Your pay for your few matches from May until the Travis match has been suspended until you complete the course.
We will keep up with Mr Declan Keys, your teacher for the course, every Tuesday week via phone calls to see if you're doing the course and how you are doing on the course as well.
Yours sincerely
Holden Orson.
Konrad had to keep the papers because it had all the information online, and the registration had all been done, so there's no backing away from it now; it was a must, and during all the workdays he usually has with UGWC will be spent in front of a computer. Konrad pulled out more information, including the times he can do them from, well, rather more the day since it states the course can be started anytime when he's ready but must be on a Monday.
Konrad Raab: "Wow, really? As if things aren't already fucked as it is. It's alright for wrestlers to tell me they'd be glad I'm dead and mock me for my condition, but things I said about using the female gender word are crossing the line? That's fine, I'll do the course if it gets me back in wrestling again. No problem at all."
Konrad places everything back in the large brown envelope and places it in his gym bag before he unlocks the locker room door and stomps out of the arena, without saying goodbye to anyone, due to him that's burnt a lot of bridges after his acts on Twitter and as planned, heads straight back home on his private plane as he had already got his belongings from his hotel room earlier today.
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