Chapter 5: Mr. Gibson’s Offer
Andrew Gibson, or Andy as Steven said, was a man who gave of a hard taskmaster vibe. When Rob had arrived at LWC with ten minutes to spare, he was guided to Andrew Gibson’s office directly.
Towering at over six feet, with a large body that heavyweight wrestlers usually had, Andrew Gibson spoke in a no-nonsense manner the moment he stepped into the room.
"So, you are the kid that impressed Steve, huh?" Andrew Gibson asked in the way of an introduction stumping Rob for a moment.
He had never seen someone so informal at the start of an interview like this. His experiences with interviews were more corporate-oriented in style, where people exchanged perfunctory greetings and talking highly of themselves or the opposite party. Such a change right off the bat, caught Rob off-guard.
"Yeah," Rob replied lamely.
"Well, you look like I smacked your head with a club, boy. Anyways, I don’t have much time to waste with you. I am very busy right now. So, I will get straight to the point," Mr. Gibson spoke brashly.
Rob noticed that his eyes kept darting towards the mountain of paperwork on the side. He knew that this was telling the truth from those sideways glances.
"I heard that you have some bold ideas, boy. They were so good that they even intrigued that picky Steven. He called me to give you a chance," Mr. Gibson paused slightly as he leaned back on his chair and began surveying Rob.
"Frankly, I am short-staffed right now. I welcome any help. But," Mr. Gibson’s eyes narrowed slightly, "I am not running a charity either. So, if I think you won’t fit here, I will kick you out of that door, just like Roger did. I hope you understand that."
Rob merely nodded to express his understanding.
"So, tell me, what kind of crazy stuff did you speak for Roger to lose his cool and kick you out?"
"Well," Rob began nervously, "I told them that booking wrestlers as they are booking currently is not interesting and proposed an alternative type of booking to draw viewer’s attention."