Okay, so I found myself digging around online the other day, specifically trying to remember stuff about Miss Kitty from the old WWE days. You know, back when it was all crash TV and chaos, the Attitude Era.
I started watching some old clips. It’s wild looking back. The outfits, the storylines, the whole vibe was just… different. Miss Kitty, The Kat, whatever name she was using, she was right in the middle of some memorable, let’s say, unique moments back then. Hard to imagine some of that stuff happening now.
Thinking About That Whole Scene
Anyway, watching that got me thinking. Not just about wrestling, but about how things felt back then. It reminded me, funny enough, of this job I had for a while. Not wrestling, obviously, but the feel of it. Total chaos, felt like they were making rules up as they went along.
- One week, my job description was one thing.
- Next week, totally different. No warning.
- Management changed constantly.
- Nobody seemed to know who was really in charge of what.
It was like working inside one of those crazy WWE storylines from that time. You had your heroes, your villains, people switching sides. One guy I worked with, totally nice face-to-face, but you’d hear later he was throwing people under the bus. Total heel turn, you know?
I remember trying to just do my actual work amidst all this drama. You’d get pulled into meetings that went nowhere, deal with conflicting instructions from different managers. It was exhausting. Just like watching some of those old wrestling shows, honestly. Entertaining from the outside, maybe, but being in it? Not so much.
My process for surviving that place was simple:
I just put my head down. Tried to focus on my little piece of the puzzle. Did my tasks, documented everything (you had to, otherwise things got blamed on you), and basically tried to stay out of the backstage politics. Didn’t always work, but it was the only way I kept my sanity.
Eventually, I just got out of there. Found something more stable. Looking back at the Miss Kitty clips, it was a weird sort of nostalgia. That whole era, both in wrestling and maybe in some workplaces like that one I had, it was messy. Lots of energy, sure, but super unpredictable and kind of stressful when you were living it.
So yeah, that was my little trip down memory lane, sparked by looking up an old wrestling personality. Funny how the brain connects things, right? Just glad that particular chapter, the job I mean, is closed.
