mitchell, ethan j.

[ethan jay mitchell]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i54.tinypic.com/2nqfdd2.jpg); border: solid 5px #d6d6d6; width: 250px; -webkit-border-radius: 50px 4px 50px 4px; -moz-border-radius: 50px 4px 50px 4px; line-height:85%; margin-top: 5px] ETHAN JAY MITCHELL, "my friends tell me to act my age, what's my age again?" TWENTY-FOUR | SKYSHOT RECORDS | EXEC. OFFICER | JACK BARAKAT "SO TELL ME, WHO ARE YOU AGAIN?" "yo. the name's mitchell, ethan mitchell. but you should have known that already. i'm twenty-four years old, i'm married to emily mitchell, and i work for my best friend's record company. that's right, i'm the executive officer for skyshot records. suck it." "RIGHT RIGHT, SORRY. SO TELL ME A LITTLE ABOUT YOURSELF." "well... uh... the most important thing you need to know about me is that i love my wife. i love my friends. i love my family. honestly, i'm a pretty nice guy when you get to know me, and i'm extremely over protective. i joke around twenty-four seven, so don't take anything i say personally because it's probably a joke. i'm rarely serious. people get mad at me because i still act like i'm sixteen around everyone except for my children. i've been told i really like to argue, which is probably true... i argue just to argue. i don't ever really get mad at people, i just think angry people are funny. the only time i ever actually get angry is when guys hit on emily... then you'll see my blood boil. i'm straightfoward, i don't dance around subjects and i expect you to do the same. i don't understand passive aggressiveness. i honestly don't. probably because i'm horrible at reading people. soo... yeah. me. in a nutshell. trapped." "INTERESTING! WHERE WAS IT THAT YOU SAID YOU COME FROM?" "you sure you have time for this? i hail from newark, delaware, along with my best friend and my wife. i grew up next to travis, we were neighbors, and then bandmates. we formed this band with our friends ace, levi, and nate... the weekend theory. i'm sure you've heard of us, we were pretty big a few years ago. anyways. the band was my life, but then i proposed to emily. we had kids. now the weekend theory is on a permanent hiatus; ace went to england with his boyfriend, gare... levi moved to mexico and runs a churro factory, and nate went off to college and met some chick and has been dating her for a while. i'd tell you the details of my teenage life, but i really don't need that shit published on the internet. sorry." "WOW. SO WHAT IS A DAY IN THE LIFE OF YOU LIKE?" "i wake up, poke emily in the face. go eat breakfast with my family, then head off to work, where i don't do work. i move furniture around in travis's office, switch the decaf and the regular coffee, and change door numbers around. i usually start the day by riding the elevator for a solid hour, then i sit down at my desk. i google myself. post rumors about myself on the internet. play hide and seek with travis... even though he doesn't know we're playing. photocopy pictures of my butt. you know. normal office stuff." "NICE. LAST QUESTION... WHY ARE YOU WHERE YOU ARE RIGHT NOW AND WHAT DOES THE FUTURE LOOK LIKE FOR YOU?" "well, like i said, the band went on a haitus. music was the only thing i really had going for me career wise... i mean really. i'm ethan mitchell, i ain't got no other skills. travis started this label up, and i told him to not be a bitch and give me a job. he did. i'm happy with my life right now, i'm making money and i've got a beautiful wife and adorable children. the only thing i really do want is for travis to get married and have babies so that i can make our babies have arranged marriages." "ANYTHING ELSE YOU'D LIKE TO ADD?" "to all you fangirls who still think it's cool to hit on me... it's not, and you'll never compare to my beautiful wife. sorry. find a boyfriend your own age." hey there, the name's tati. i live in the pacific time zone and this is my first character.