"Ladies, gentlemen, and Toby," Michael Scott announced as I waited in the hallway. "I'd like to present our newest employee, Ashley!"

"Amber," I whispered.

"Amber!" He yelled.

As I walked into Dunder-Mifflin paper company, I saw 12 people staring at me, including Michael, my new boss. I smiled and waved.

"Hi every body," I blushed.

"Michael, why would you hire someone new if we are expecting everyone from the Stamford branch?" A hispanic man in the corner asked.

"I did not hire her. In fact, David Wallace did. He thought we needed a file clerk," Michael chuckled.

Everyone sighed with relief. It seems as though they needed one badly.

"Well Ashley,"

"Amber," I reminded Michael.

"Sounds like a strippers name," He laughed.

"Uhm, right...," I mumbled giving him a disgruntled look.

"That is Dwight Schrute. Our most valued salesman, and my right hand man," Dwight had stood up, saluted me, and sat back down in a matter of seconds. "That is Ryan, our cutest salesman who cannot sell paper for his life," Michael laughed. "And the proud black man back there is Stanley," Stanley was on the phone, probably with a client. "The old lady over there is Phyllis. That is Kelly, our customer service. Pam is the office hottie, and the receptionist," Pam looked into the camera beside me weirdly. "The man right there is Creed and next to him is Meredith. In the accounting corner is Angela, Kevin, and Oscar!"

"Michael," Someone said lowly in the back.

"Oh, that's just Toby. He is the jerk of the office," Michael sneered. "Let me show you to your desk in the annex!" He charged through the people standing in his way, and through the door.

Toby rolled his eyes, and held the door as I walked through. I blushed as I went past. He was kind of cute.

"This is the annex. Kelly, and Toby reside here," Michael said as he sat on a desk. "And this," He slammed on the desk he was sitting on. "Is your desk, where you will live for the rest of your life!"

"Not the rest of her life Michael. Just for work," Toby sighed as he sat at his desk that was right across the way from me.

"Okay Toby. No body asked you so, just go back to not being fun," Michael exclaimed at him, and then turned back to me. "If he tries anything, tell me," He got off my desk, and opened the door. "If there is anything you need, coffee, a snack, a sexual experience, anything, just call me, and I will be here."

"Uhm, alright...," He, that man, is my new boss. Great. Excited. I put my purse under my desk, my coat over my chair, and sat down. "Is he-,"

"Always like that? Yeah," Toby cut me off looking up at me. "You get used to it."

"Really?" I asked. "Get used to the sexual harassment?"

"Unfortunately, everyone has," He mumbled looking through my papers that David had faxed him a few days ago. "I have a few questions that I need to ask that David seemed to have forgotten."

"Okay, shoot," I smiled as I moved over to his desk.

"What made you leave your old job?"

"It was way too big of a company. There was fifty or so people in one office, and they didn't appreciate what I did for them," I replied.

"Okay... Uhm, are you married?" He asked awkwardly. "It's for insurance policy."

I blushed. "No, I'm single."

"Okay, and can you just sign this, and we will be finished."

As I finished signing, Michael slammed the door open. "Everyone to the conference room in five minutes!" And left just as quick as he came.

"I didn't know about any meetings," I mumbled as I watched the door close.

"Don't worry. None of us but Michael were informed of this meeting," Toby sighed getting up from his desk. He looked at me, half smiled and said "After you."

"Welcome, welcome everyone. As you can see, we have a new person with us today, and there will be many more people coming next week," Michael smiled, looked into the camera, and said "That's what she said."

I groaned.

"Now, Ashley,"

"Amber."

"Right, the stripper name," Michael chuckled. "Can you tell us more about yourself? Where you grew up, what college you went to, how big your bust is?"

"Well," I started ignoring the last question he suggested. "I grew up in New York. I'm 33-"

"Wow," Michael gawked.

I looked at him. "What?"

"It's just... I didn't know you were so old."

"Anyway," I turned my attention to everyone again. "I went to University of Vermont where I double majored in psychology, and political science. I then went to Penn state for my master's in language pathology, and then after that, I went to Cornell for my doctorate in clinical psychology. I am licensed in speech pathology, and as a psychologist."

"Question."

"Yes, Dwight,"

"How come if you are licensed in those two things, that you decided to work as a file clerk instead of a speech pathologist or a psychologist?" He asked.

"Well, I did a year of a psychologist and a year of speech pathology," I said. "But it wasn't enjoyable."

"That's what she said," Michael smiled and gave a laugh.

I sighed. "I like being a file clerk. I'm good at it, and I like being organized. Besides, I couldn't spend every day with people who were mentally ill. It made me depressed."

"Okay, well I think we know enough about the stripper," Michael suggested. "Now, we need to have a little welcoming party for the other new people from Stamford. So, ideas."

No one raised their hand. No one said anything. Were meetings always like this? Why were we even having a meeting about this? I was sitting next to Toby, and Stanley, and neither of them were really paying attention. Stanley was even doing a puzzle of some sort. My old boss would have teared him a new one.

"We can give them little gift bags of office supplies as they walk in on their first day," Pam suggested knowing that no one else was going to say anything.

"Okay yes, good idea but, what about a party and what about the training video. We need to spice things up a bit for them on their first day," Michael exclaimed.

Again, silence. No one suggested anything, not one hand was raised.

"Michael, we don't need a party. Just show them the training video, and let them settle," Toby suggested.

"Toby, shut up. You are a fun ruiner," Michael pointed at him. "I'm here to make things fun, and you are just the worst."

Toby looked quickly into the camera with a sigh, and then kept quiet.

"You know," Michael started. "If none of you have any ideas that you let Toby talk, then just go. Meeting is over."

Everyone got up, and shuffled out of the conference room. I went straight to my desk, and started organizing the papers that were already there. David said that the computer filing system would be here tomorrow. Hopefully, it's something that I can set up easily, and not waste my time.

"Uhm," I mumbled to myself. Michael still has to sign, and date this one.

As I went through the stack, 75% of them needed to be signed, and dated by Michael. I threw down the paper that I was holding, leaned back, and gave a big sigh. Hopefully, he will have time to sign, and date all of these by tomorrow.

"What's wrong?" Toby asked shyly.

"75% of these papers still have to be signed, and dated by Michael. I can't file them until that."

Toby gave a chuckle. "Good luck getting him to do that. You might even have to sit down with him, and do it."

"Really?" I asked turning my chair towards him.

"Michael isn't like most bosses, as you probably noticed by now," He turned to me. "Every month, sales has to get him to sign the authorization forms so that the shipments can go out, and every month he procrastinates, and most of the time, doesn't sign them. One year, sales signed them for him because they were fed up."

"Oh great," I breathed. I got up, and picked up the papers that I needed him to sign. "Well, I guess I'll be off to do that then." Toby got the door for me as I set off on my mission to get these papers signed. Michael's door was opened so I stuck my head into his office. "Michael?"

"Yes, come in," Michael waved his hand in a 'come here' motion. "Let me guess, it's about Toby."

"No, I-"

"Toby is a a jerk face. I don't even know why corporate hired him."

"This isn't about Toby, and honestly, I think Toby is very nice," I argued. "I'm here so that you can sign, and date all of these papers so that I can file them in the computer file tomorrow."

"Uhm," He coughed. "Just leave it on that chair next to you, and I promise I will have it done tomorrow."

"You promise?" I echoed. "Because I heard that you have a slight problem with procrastination."

"Yes, I promise," He stated raising his hand. "Scout's honor."

I glared at him. "Alright," And went back to my desk.

"How did it go?" Toby asked not looking up from his paper work.

"He said he promised to do it all by tomorrow," I said as I sat back down.

Toby sighed, got up, and walked out of the room. Trying to get my bearings together, I asked Kelly if there was any papers that were done, and needed filing. She handed me a stack of papers that dated back till 2 years ago.

"Kelly," I said. "You haven't done any filing in the last 2 years?"

"Uhm, no but now, you're here to do it!" She smiled, and went back to working on her nails.

I sighed, and went back over to my desk with the 2 year stack of unfiled papers. None of these papers had been stapled. Great. Well, they're all dated, signed, and the vender is on the top of the paper so, I don't really mind. As I made my way through the papers, stapling the ones that I knew went together, Toby came back into the room with the stack of papers that I had left with Michael to sign. He put them down next to Kelly's stack.

"All done," He stated, and went back to his desk.

"Wow, thank you!" I said thrilled. "You really thought that he wouldn't have done it?"

Toby nodded. "I just sat in his office until he signed, and dated them all. I made sure that he didn't sign them with 'Toby sucks'."

"Well, that's good to hear," I giggled. "Your friend over yonder hasn't done any filing in the last 2 years, and doesn't staple anything together."

Toby rolled his eyes, and faced the wall. "Kelly, you haven't done any filing?"

"No Toby!" She yelled.

"Wow," I whispered. "She doesn't like you either, huh?"

"Kelly's just a little... out there," He whispered back. Kelly dumped a box of papers on his head.

"Those need to be filed too," She jeered.

"How was your first day of work at the wonderful Dunder-Mifflin paper company?" Michael asked as Toby, and I walked out of the annex.

"It was pretty good actually," I answered.

"Well, get excited because it only gets better from here!" He yelled in excitement trying to grab my hand.

"Uhm," I shook my hand away from his, and put it in my pocket. "Okay well, see you tomorrow Michael."

"Wait!" He exclaimed as Toby, and I walked out with Pam. I looked over my shoulder to see him running to catch up with us. He reached us waiting for the elevator, and had to catch his breathe. "I know you are attracted to me but, you see, I have a girlfriend, and it's very serious right now, and I asked her to marry me a couple weeks ago, she said no, but still, it's very serious, and I just don't want to be known as the cheater in the office."

I looked at him disgruntled. "Okay well, thanks for letting me know."

Well, this story is mainly just for me to put my thoughts and plays in my head into motion but if you care to read and continue reading that's fine with me! I'm probably going to be updating every week. I'll try twice a week since I have a big time gap in between classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

*Reposted. I tried fixing the grammar up. let me know if theres anything I missed!*