Chapter Two

The room was clammy and so was I. Me and the heat seemed intertwined and it was hell bent on making me feel even worse than I was. The tablets had kicked in now an I could feel every ounce of powder working its magic on my inside to cure me of my demons. Eisner had a very well kept office, everything had its place and it's place had everything it needed. A thick smooth cut oak table was the center piece of the office piled neatly was files a computer and a silver name shard that read Michael Eisner. By the window hung up on the wall was a small wooden plaque with an inspirational quote engraved deep into it reading "If at first you don't succeed, try and try again" Seemed very clique given the job market we're in.
The door flew open and Mr. Eisner walked in with the force of a bull. He paced at the window to look at the scenery but was hasty with his first impressions and sat down without a word. He clicked his pen top a few times and neatly ordered his files alphabetically and placed them in order in the filing cabinet attached to his desk. A bead of sweat dropped down my face as I waited in anticipation, It felt like been sent to the Headmaster at school and just knowing they're calling your mum to tell her you've been bad and you know damn well she's going to give you the beat down for being a little s#@t.
Mr. Eisner: "Thank you for waiting Georgio... I think we should forget this mornings lateness and get straight down to business"
My heart stopped racing and my body stopped using what little water it had left to sweat me to an early grave. I felt like a weight was lifted of my shoulder that he wasn't going to fixate on my lateness although it was a little strange considering his obvious OCD.
Mr. Eisner: "As you may know you have been brought here for a reason, Kenny wasn't working out and you was considered highly due to your past career but that doesn't mean you can mess about because of your past merits. This club expects dedication, communication and progression"
"We are given you £5,000,000 to spend this window to strengthen your squad in any which way you want. You've met your scouts and you have the say in where they go and who they scout. Use them wisely because I'm expecting you too make the play-off's this season"
This man was clearly out his depth but I wouldn't tell him that. The mere fact he wants play-offs this season is absurd. I may get sacked sooner than I expected. MERIT!! I don't want to be here on Merit, I want to be here on the fact that I have potential and want to progress. If only my thoughts and mouth worked the same way. My bottles lost and I must keep him happy.
Dinamonte: "Yes no problem Mr. Eisner. I have plans for this club and I promise I will not let you down"
Mr. Eisner: " Good you better not either because you'll be out the door if you F#@k this club up"
Dinamonte: "Yes Sir, of course Sir"
Mr. Eisner: "Now go on and get out and do your job, AND!! don't be late again"
I knew he couldn't resist mentioning my lateness his OCD wouldn't allow him to be so normal. Maybe I've got myself into something deeper than I'd like. Is that what all chairman are like? rich and pompous pricks who think they own every man and his dog. I thought about going back to tell him what my brain was thinking but I need the money. I'm broke, away from home and in a job I'm starting to hate, the English dream.