So, I’ve never really worked in an office, per say. I have had several “business-related” jobs and even been an actual manager once for a whole year. Well, a Property Manager of this complex, which, by the way, is the worst job ever (but I did have a pretty sweet office with a balcony and those fancy cast-iron garden chairs). People are really touchy about their homes – thin walls, non-existant heating, icy driveways, appliance maintenance – it’s not fun…
Alas, I digress. The reason I am initiating this office-related discussion, is that, thanks to Alex’s (clearly we’ve been watching way to much TV) very thoughtful birthday present, I have (finally) discovered the TV show, The Office. Now I know many of you out there (at least one, nay, two, of you) strongly prefer the British version. I must differ. There really is nothing funnier than Dwight on a mission.
I do understand that things with a British accent are often funnier. And, of course, it’s not really “cool” to like the Americanized version of a British original. But, really. Look at him. It’s all in the facial expressions for me.
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