Reception
Jim's POV
There were times during the day that I feel like my day can not possibly get any worse. Usually during business reports or long business calls. Once I had started feeling like that, there were only a few things that could get me feeling like my life wasn't completely sinking into oblivion.
Today was a day that I was sure would get me feeling that 'special' way again. There was 'doom' in the air as I entered the office that morning. I greeted everyone I passed and sat down at my desk, sighing. I could feel it deep within my being that today would not be a good day.
And my feeling was correct. After the first call of the day and two cups of coffee to get myself started, I was already starting to sink into that hideous feeling that I experienced so frequently.
Looking up, I smiled weakly at Pam who was watching me worriedly as she spoke to someone on the phone. She worried too much about me, and I liked it. It was something that always made me feel a bit better.
The day went on, and I sunk deeper and deeper into that horrid feeling that was reserved especially for me. There was something about this job that made my life seem bleak and obsolete. There was only one person that made the world seem brighter in my eyes, and she was unattainable.
By lunch I was feeling horrid, almost nauseous, and had lost my appetite. Pam passed me on her way to the lunch room, patting me on the shoulder. I smiled at that, almost feeling giddy in a way for several moments. Then her touch faded and the feeling took over again.
By the end of the day, I had successfully made three sales and ignored Dwight for three full hours. I shrugged my coat on and walked over to Pam's reception area. Suddenly, the feeling was gone, and the warmth that she radiated took over.
Looking up at me, she smiled in that truly happy way that she saved for me. There. All better.
