Standing in front of the curtain leading to another world as a deli employee, what was Randy thinking? The voice of calling sounded in his ears, as if he had been on the show stage every time for 20 years. Accompanied by cheers and a deep breath, he opened the curtain, and then - without any hesitation - began to be his salesperson .
His lack of hesitation is heartbreaking. That's the unhesitating refusal to hurt, trying to tell others that I don't care at all. But in fact, when he brought the work card, his self-esteem was destined to be torn apart. From the low-quality plastic caps on their heads to the funny white apron in front of them, they were all mocking spectators, looking at him sarcastically and saying: Wrestler? Wrestler! You look like you're right behind the counter and haggling with fat, horny housewives.
All he could do was to not let people see that he cared about the clothes.
Maybe he also thought about it, just like this, calm and practical.
It's a pity that he doesn't belong to this ordinary world. How could "Sledgehammer" Randy endure the old lady who rambles in his ear, and the dictating manager? It's a
pity that he belongs to wrestling. That's not part of his life, wrestling, that's his life. Is it love or habit, in short, it is the fate that he can't get rid of even if he wants to.
I've been waiting since the beginning because of the reviews. Wait until he truly "destroys his family", until he finally truly loses his daughter. While thinking about the reason, I was worried that I couldn't stand the pain -- a prodigal son who was trying to change, because of a misunderstanding, he lost the last tolerance of his only relative. No matter how hard you try to express your sincerity and try to save it, you still end up alone. It turned out that I was too tender.
There is no misunderstanding, it is the chaotic life that he can't change that he is used to, called freedom or numbness, that made him lose the last chance his daughter gave him.
If I were that daughter, could I forgive him? I think. Neither can it. He can't change, really can't. It will always hurt the person who gave his heart to him. "I don't care about you, not at all! I will never, ever, never cry for you again." These words melted all the sentences that had already been thought of to blame the daughter for not forgiving the prodigal son, without leaving a trace. This is how people learn to protect themselves little by little, and hurt others ruthlessly in order to protect themselves.
He has been chaotic all his life, and the only thing he is praised for is wrestling.
"The only thing that can prove that I have a beginning and an end is you, everyone here, everyone."
Only he is living on the show field. Maybe he was tired of living that life, too, tired of the days of scratching himself. But this is called life. When he's not on stage, he's not even alive.
The whole world is not his, except for the cheers on the field. He knew deeply. So he rejected the person who wanted to get close to him, but when he was on the side post to give his opponent the most beautiful blow, he looked at the backstage of the person who once stood there who wanted to keep him. It was the most gorgeous move in his life, the only move he could show off to all those he loved. He wants to be seen by others, to prove that he is a strong man.
Randy, or Mickey, do you regret your journey? You have no regrets.
But I am truly sorry for you.
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