I am reading WWE's "Are we there yet? (tales from the never-ending travels of WWE superstars) and I must tell ya, this is one of the best short books I have ever read. Some of these stories are absolutely hilarious. This particular one is so good I wrote the whole thing out. So give it a read, its totally worth it.
Sorry, Wrong Room....
Kane
When you're sitting around the areana all day, some nights you can;t wait to get out of there when you're done. At one show, I was in the last match but knew that after the bell there was going to be a run-in on my opponent by the guy he was fueding with at the time. They were set to go at it for a dew minutes after I left the ring. I knew I wanted to beat the fans out of the arena so I wouldnt sit in traffic for an hourl there few minutes were my only hope.
I ran back to the locker room and didn't shower or anything. I just threw on my workout stuff from the afternoon--shorts, a tank top and sneakers. I didnt even put on socks. As I'm sprinting to the car I realize that I still had my makeup on too. I didn't care. The only thing on my mind was getting out of that arena parking lot and to the hotel immediatly.
The weird looks started the second I entered the lobby. Im dripping with sweat, wearing wrinkled workout clothes and half my long har pulled back in a ponytail, half hanging in my face. Between my hair and the eyeliner I was wearing, I basically looked like the worlds biggest transvestite.
I checked in. walked up to the room, ripped open the door threw my bag in and then noticed an old couple sitting on the bed. I had no idea where they came from, there started screaming at my in a foriegn language.
I just.....I mean.....I had already put in a real long day, so I just sorta stared at them, cussing under my breath. Not at them, but at the situation.
They're screaming, just terrified. They both jumped on the bed and were now hugging each other as if they were saying goodbye or something. By the time I got back to the front desk, the clerk was already on the phone with this couple apoligizing.
I think they saw theire life flash in front of their eyes at that moment, and I can't say I blame then.
Think about it, if you can imagine a seven foot three hundred pound guy wearing mascara, slamming your door open......that's a pretty scary site.
It's about time......now bring on his next fued....