Go to Jobberella's locker room and beg her for a job.

You sob in your locker room as you reflect on your failure. Your business career is up in flames, and now your "career" as a wrestler is over after your first match. You never even wanted to wrestle, but you really needed that money. You don't know what to do, but you know you don't want to sell your body or pictures of your feet to survive.

Not sure of what you're going to do, you wander out into the hallway until you find an open door with Jobberella standing inside, giddy with excitement as she talks over the phone.

"YES! I actually won! They said I'm back to the lowest rank... yeah, definitely better than jobber, though! I know!! I'm so excited! ... Well I don't know if I'll win the whole tournament but I'll do my best! Love you too, baby."

You stand in the doorway, frozen. That should be me! You think. You should be the one celebrating your victory, your future career... instead now you have nothing. You look away and clench your fist, and bitterness overcomes you.

Jobberella stops suddenly as she sees you in the doorway. "Hang on baby, I'll call you back..."

She saunters towards you with a newfound confidence. "Oh, look who it is! So, how you feeling?"

You look down and away from her. "I... I really needed that win. I needed that money..."

She makes an insincere pouting face. "Yeah, I know how you feel. I used to be a loser, too."