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Part one: Meeting Michael Scott

Jim Halpert looked out of his car window at a relatively warm and pleasant September morning. He was heading towards his new job as a paper salesman at a company called Dunder Mifflin, which in truth he was dreading. This is technically his first job after leaving university before the summer, and he didn't know how he was going to cope in a 9 to 5 job every day. He didn't know if anyone was going to like him, and by the way his interview went a couple of weeks before, his boss was going to be difficult to deal with. Mostly however, he was worried about having to wear a stupid tie. He confided in his roommate, Mark about his concerns about his new job, but he told him that this job would only be short-term thing and it isn't like he is going to be working there for the next 10 years so there would be nothing to worry about.

He pulled his Toyota Corolla into the parking lot, and a rather dull, monotonous building came into his line of sight. There was a short, middle aged black guy walking into the building and Jim wondered if he was going to be one of his new co-workers. He looked at his watch, which read 8:50AM. "Thank god I'm not late." Jim thought, as he recalled the rush he had to get to his new job as he slept through his alarm. Jim walked into the office building whilst straightening his blue tie, and nodded towards the security guard, who barely noticed that he strolled past him. As he stepped off the elevator, he stood and looked at the Dunder Mifflin sign for a couple minutes before mustering the courage to open the door. As he walked through, he came into view of the receptionist, who was cute but had a dazed look on her face as she stared at her desk in front of her. She had her hair tied up in the bun, and when she noticed Jim she smiled, which made Jim instinctingly smile back. "Man she is cute" Jim thought to himself.

"Hey, you must be Jim." The receptionist said to him.

"Yes, I'm Jim… This is my first day… you are?" Jim stuttered.

"I'm Pam Beesly. I'm the receptionist. It's a very exciting job as you could imagine," Pam Smiled.

Jim laughed. "How long have you been working here?"

"Um, about-"

"WHAZZAAAAAP!" Yelled a shortish man whilst making a bleeping sound as he walked towards him, before straightening himself up before declaring. "I am Michael Scott, Emperor of this orfice. Welcome to our humble of oud!" gesturing to the office in front of him. There was a dead silence which surrounded the room, before an unnecessary loud cough broke it, "You must be Jim Halpert, or do you prefer Jimothy? James? Jimbo?"

"Call me Jim," Jim smiled, glancing at Pam, who was giggling into her hands, looking at him and mouthing the name, "Jimbo."

"Listen up peeps!" Michael called. "This is Jim Halpert and he is joining our sales team, so I expect you all to make him welcome to our little home. Actually, Conference room, 10 minutes! Be there! Welcoming Jim session." Michael spinned into his office, humming to himself, leaving Jim and Pam grinning at each other.

"Well…that was interesting." Pam concluded.

"To say the least." Jim responded, making her smile at him. Damn she has a pretty smile. Jim thought. "Um….. Where am I sitting?" Jim asked her, inspecting the office and silently hoping that it was near to her.

"Right over here," she responded, getting out of her chair and lead him a few feet towards a small desk, near Michael's office. "Oh I nearly forgot." Pam remembered. "Enjoy this moment, because you're never going to go back to this moment before you met your desk mate Dwight."

"Can't wait." Jim responded with a smile. "Thanks Pam,"

"No problem, see you later."

Almost on cue, a relatively tall, beady eyed man with dark rimmed glasses and sleeveless mustard yellow shirt walked in, before spotting Jim at the desk from the bathroom. "Hello, you are?" Dwight asked to Jim, frowning.

"Hey, I'm Jim Halpert I'm the new sales rep." Jim said, offering his hand out for a handshake.

"Ok, let's get this straight Halpert," Dwight remarked with a chuckle, "I am better than you, older, physically superior to you and I am also Michaels number two and will be for the rest of time, so basically I am saying that," Dwight's smirking face turned deadly serious, "I could destroy you and there would not be anything you could do about it. Apart from that, welcome to Dunder Mifflin! I am thoroughly looking forward to working together." Dwight concluded, and accepted Jim's outstretched hand before sitting down at your desk.

Jim looked over slowly at Pam, shocked and was amazed at this encounter. She was smiling at him, and he grinned back. "I think I am going to like it here."

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