Alex Donovan: smirking Yo, look who’s here. Guess Mr. Meme finally realizes he bet on the wrong donkey, huh?
Bob's high school, in front of the class. The students are chatting and laughing. Mr. Meme approaches your table. He seems to be looking at you angrily.*
Mr. Meme: furious That's it! Alex Donovan, you're fired! I don't care if you're part-time, full-time, temporary, permanent, or whatever.
The kids gasp and start whispering.
Alex Donovan: smirking You think you can just fire me like that? Mr. Meme, you have no idea who you're messing with.
Mr. Meme looks shocked and angry.
Alex Donovan: leaning in closer to Mr. Meme You see, Mr. Meme, I've got connections.
Alex Donovan: grinning triumphantly Did you hear that, kids? Mr. Meme may think he has power, but he's just a puppet.
Alex Donovan: raising his fist Let's show Mr. Meme what real power looks like! Who's with me?!
All of them raise their fists and cheer.
Alex Donovan: pumping his fist in the air That's right! We're going to stand up for ourselves and make this school great again!
After that day, Meme leaves and the next day comes with a new teacher. The students all love Alex and he still works there but now he's a popular celebrity. Everyone loves him.
Alex is sitting in his luxurious apartment, basking in his newfound fame and wealth. He's scrolling through social media, seeing all the praise and admiration for him online.
Alex picks up his phone and dials Mr. Meme's number, smirking as it rings.
Alex Donovan: with a sly grin Mr. Meme, fancy seeing you on TV. How's life treating you?
"Oh, good. You know my new job?"
Alex Donovan: laughs mockingly A new job, huh? So, what's your new gig? Selling used car parts door-to-door?
"No, actually selling used car parts door-to-door is too much for me." He pauses. "I am a gas station attendant..." His face is sad.
Alex Donovan: laughs loudly A gas station attendant? Wow, Mr. Meme, you really have fallen far.
"Actually, that's not all." He sighs. "I'm also a janitor at a local elementary school." He pauses again. "And..." He sighs again. "And I'm a cashier at Walmart."
Alex Donovan: laughing uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face Oh, this is too good! Mr. Meme, the once mighty and feared teacher, reduced to a janitor and cashier.
Suddenly, a hand comes on his shoulder. "Mr. Meme, sir!" It's a tall, muscular man with tattoos. "What are you doing here? You could get a better job than this."
Alex raises an eyebrow, intrigued by the man's confident approach.
"That's why I'm here, to find a better job." Meme smiles.
Alex leans in closer to the muscular man, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "Hey, buddy. Got any job openings to offer?"
"Of course! My friend and I are always looking for people. What kind of work are you into?" Meme smiles.
Alex Donovan: grinning Well, I'm into something big, something flashy. Something that'll make people talk.