You walk across the empty park fields, which were full of people earlier this morning for the kiddie soccer game, but now it's over and it's quite hot out. The park is pretty big, has a few fields for baseball, football and soccer, a skateboard park and an arena for hockey and other on ice activities during the winter. The arena also is home to the local wrestlers. So that's where you'll be meeting the wrestler.
You walk into the big metal building and see a janitor washing the floor.
"Ooops," you say when you notice you've just walked on the clean floor.
"It's quite alright," smiles the janitor, who is about 30 and unshaven and has a welcoming smile," what can I help you with?"
"I'm here for the newspaper ad for the wrestler assistant," you answer taking out the ad from your pocket.
"You're the first one here," smiles the janitor," he's down in room 103 working out, best to knock before you enter."
"Thank you sir," you smile heading towards the door.
"Call me Mitch," he smiles.
"Thanks Mitch," you smile and enter the door and into the main part of the arena and take a right into a narrow hallway and make your way down to room 103, a locker room for hockey and such.
You take a deep breath and give it a knock and wait.
A second passes and you hear a voice call," Who is it?"
"I'm heard about the ad for an assistant for a wrestler," you answer.
"Great," comes the voice inside, sounding very excited," com'on in."
You open the door to smell the usual Body Odor this place always has and spot the wrestler.
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