Every day needs a little Office in it
I just wanted to share my Office moment of the day with everyone out there in internet land!
I recently started working in the office of a restaurant in a sort of catch-all position–part PA, part party planner, part webmaster, part complaints-hotline. Today when I came in to open the restaurant, one of our distributors was waiting to drop off a shipment of wine, and he asked me if I was the new manager. I said “No, I’m more the assistant to.”
He replied, “Oh, so you’re their Dwight?” Made my day.
What’s that you say? You don’t care about my personal life? Fine, watch this nifty little Heroes/Office crossover video, courtesy of andemarg. NBC solidarity!
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- Claire
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October 31st, 2007 13:23
i enjoyed your story, that was pretty clever.
October 31st, 2007 13:26
I care about your personal life Claire! lol
If someone tossed me an Office comment at work, it would have made my day as well.
I’ll have to check out the boards. I recognize some of the names from MTT, or maybe it was LJ?
October 31st, 2007 13:31
That’s so great! Don’t you love randomly running into another Office fan. It’s like we’re all members of some super-cool, super-smart secret club. At least that’s how I felt up through the first half of Season 2. The club’s not so secret anymore!
October 31st, 2007 13:58
Claire, that’s a great story. I have a “Dunder-Mifflin, Scranton Pa” t-shirt that I sometimes wear. I love it when people I don’t know on the street break out in a conspiratorial grin. I’ve said this before… we “Officionados” need a secret handshake!
October 31st, 2007 14:55
That’s a great story. My husband once went on a sales call and the guy had a Dwight bobblehead on his desk. He told the potential client that his wife loves the show and that he has a bobblehead at home on the fireplace mantle.
Strangely enough, the guy didn’t buy from him.
Not as good as an actual fan-to-fan encounter, but he enjoyed coming home to tell me about it.