Scratched?

Another look into the glamorous life I lead:

Late last night, I received a call from EliteXC. I had been expecting to cage announce the undercard of their big CBS show in Newark, NJ tomorrow night. However, no one ever got in touch with me, so I assumed they found someone else. I was disappointed, but it wasn't a big deal because I have to leave for California on Sunday anyway, so I was looking forward to being home with the family for the weekend.

EliteXC asked if I could be on a plane today to cage announce tomorrow night. Because of my pending trip to California, the travel arrangements were complicated. We had to change my flights and try to avoid the costly fees. I was up until 1:00 a.m. with their travel coordinator, figuring it all out.

I arrived in beautiful downtown Newark and checked into my hotel. It's your typical New York hotel in that the rooms are tiny and poorly lit. A little depressing actually. But there's nowhere else to go. We're in the middle of the hood. I was warned not to venture out after sundown.

Now, I get a call saying there was a mixup and I may not be announcing. The NJ State Athletic Commission demanded a name last night and since EliteXC didn't know for sure if I was coming, they got some chick. Now the commission is insisting that because they have her name already, she has to work the show.

This commission is a huge pain in the ass to deal with. I had to jump through hoops to get my license from them a few months ago. Meanwhile, why they care so much about who announces the undercard and whether it's the person in their paperwork is beyond me. I mean, really --- who gives a flying...?

So it looks like I have a two day stay in Newark and won't even be working the show.

Does it get any better than this?