Option #1
I sit in utter bemusement. My coffee still piping hot, and all I can feel is utter disgust. Maybe disgust is too much. At the very least disrespected. I tug on my Wolfpack themed bathrobe to fight the chill in the hot summer air. Thankfully my air conditioning is amazing. I sigh and click on the email. "From the city of Oshawa," the subject line reads. I guess this is it. All my unpaid traffic tickets are finally catching up to me. Why my manager felt the need to forward this email to me, I still couldn't understand.

My eyes widen as I continue to parse through the email. This wasn't what about my negligence at all. They want to name something after me. They have a few options but it seems obvious. At the local park, there is an Amphitheatre that is currently unnamed. I don't know which park, but its to honor "my achievements and family's support of the local hockey program." Honestly makes sense. The amphitheater is an easy choice since I am such a star. There are some details about a ceremony, but I got to be honest. I skimmed it. Ill send it to my assistant to see if we can fit it into my schedule. I am a busy man