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Topic Started: Jan 21 2011, 04:15 PM (30 Views)
Justin
Mr. International
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To say it was a call that I never would have expected is a huge understatement. Things have been so crazy the past couple of months that I barely had any time devoted to my family. Therefore I took my daughter Nicole out on a date to her favorite restaurant. I once made the mistake of taking the family out one time to Outback Steakhouse, which was really for me and Jessica, but Nicole ended up loving the place. I never seen an eight year old child, especially a girl, eat that much. Now she is in love with the place and wants to go there all the time. Anyways, back to the story……So we were at Outback, just father and daughter, when my phone rang for the first time. It was family time so I immediately hit the ignore button.

A few minutes passed and the phone rang again. In between bites of steak I hit the ignore button again and went back to being amazed at the amount of food my daughter was able to devour. Some more time elapsed before the phone rang once again.

“Why don’t you answer your phone daddy?” my daughter had asked me.

“Because this is our time. I will call them back later.”

By the time we got to dessert my phone rang for the fourth time. I was pissed beyond measure at this point, but the look on my daughter’s face would make Stalin cringe.

“Just answer the damn phone!” Nicole said angrily.

I wanted to say something but my jaw wouldn’t move. It was frozen. All I could do is blink furiously at the language that spewed from my dirty mouth eight year old, “What did you just say?” I finally managed to say.

“I said you should just answer it” her voice was now sweet and innocent, but her face was now full of fear.

“I know what you said little girl and you will get spanked,” I said before answering the phone.

I scowled at my daughter for a second more before answering the phone, “This is Roscoe,” I introduced myself since I didn’t recognize the number.

“Mr. Shame you are a very hard man to get in contact with,” the voice replied.

I tried to place the voice in my mind, but nothing registered, “And this is……”

“Joe Jack, Director of Public Relations for PlayGirl magazine.”

“Why in the world are you calling me?” was the only thing I could say at the moment.
Though it was a question I wanted answer to.

“There a few items I would like to discuss with you. Is now a good time?”

I looked over at my daughter and decided this was not a conversation she needed to hear, “Actually this is not a good time. Could I give you a call back in half an hour?”

“That will be fine. Just call back at this number.”

The rest of dessert was eaten in silence. I was still shocked at my daughter’s choice of words and she knew she had a beating waiting for her when she got home. The ride home was in complete silence as well. I should have been thinking about how my daughter heard that language, but instead my mind was racing about why in the world Playgirl would be calling me. Then my thoughts switched to what would Jessica say……this was going to be interesting.

As soon as we got home the tears started to flow. She knew she was in trouble and being home only meant one thing. Her sobs rang throughout the house and in a matter of seconds her mother had her arms wrapped around her.

“What’s wrong cupcake?” Jessica asked while shooting me an evil look.

“Daddy gonna spank me!” Nicole managed to say between sobs.

“I have to make a phone call; we will talk about this later.” I said before making my way to my office.

I sat down in my plush leather chair and dialed the number. The phone rang once before Joe Jack answered.

“Mr. Shame, so glad to hear back from you.” The man’s voice sounded way too cheerful for me.

“I hate small talk. What do you want?” I didn’t want to come off that way, but I was anxious to see what he wanted.

“Very well, I have no problem with that.” He cleared his throat before continuing, “Mr. Shame Playgirl Magazine is doing an international issue for the March publication. In an effort to complete this task we are trying to photo three people of significance from each country we will shoot in. Though I will admit I am not a wrestling fan, it has come to my attention that you are someone of significance and even carry the moniker Mr. International. With all that being said, Playgirl Magazine would like to extend an offer for you to be a part of our international issue.”

Me….in Playgirl Magazine? I slapped my face a couple of times to make sure it wasn’t a dream. Satisfied, I started to picture the various photo shoots in my head. The excitement started to flow through my body when I thought about how many women would see me, but I was interrupted by an annoying voice calling my name.

“Mr. Shame……..Mr. Shame are you there?....Mr. Shame?”

“Yes Joe! I am still here. Sorry I dropped the phone.” I lied.

“What do you think about the offer?”

“Sounds promising. I will have my agent give you a call to discuss the terms and conditions. Can he call you on Monday?”

“That’s perfect!”

I hung up the phone and mesmerized for a few more minutes before real life kicked back in. Jessica was standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips. That was never a good sign. “What did she do?” That’s what I loved about Jessica. She is straight to the point.

“She cussed at me.”

Bewilderment enveloped her face, “She did what?!”

“She cussed at me.”

“What did she say?” I sworn I seen smoke come out of her ears.

“Guess who I just got off the phone with?” I tried to change the subject.

“What did she say?” Her face turned crimson.

“Playgirl Magazine.” I was determined to changed the subject.

“What did sh……hold on!! Did you just say Playgirl?”

“Yep! They want me to do a photo shoot for the March edition.” I said with an all too big smile.

“Absolutely not!” She yelled at the top of her lungs.

“Let’s go talk to Nicole.” The Nicole situation seemed like a better conversation to have at the time.

The ensuing hour was a pow wow between parents and daughter about the language that was used. It turned into more crying from Nicole and even Jessica….the lady felt like she failed as a parent. It was actually a relief because Playgirl had slipped her mind.

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