Day 1: First day on the job.

I'd spent most of my childhood watching the WWE (WWF back then), & as a young kid, I often dreamed of making-out with the lovely Miss Elizabeth, who was the only Diva in the early '90s. Now, I found myself pulling into the parking lot of WWE headquarters, riding in the back of a huge, black stretch limo.

Sitting beside me is Jim Ross. Opposite me is Shane, & next to him is Pat Patterson, the first-ever IC Champ. The 3 of them talked to me about several basic outlines, history, & the prospects of my job.

JR passed me several black folders, each labeled with a different name. The first on top was "Dawn Marie", then "Ivory", "Lita", & "Sable". I came to the conclusion that the files were arranged in alphabetical order. For what seemed like ages, I sat in silence, admiring each file, looking deeply into each portrait, until the limo came to a halt.

The side door of the limo swung open as the chauffeur let me out, but what I saw in front of me caught me off-guard, & took me by surprise.