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Chapter 4

Michael called Pam into his office.

"Pamela," he greeted her in his usual over enthusiastic way.

"What's up Michael? What do you need?"

"I think the troops out there," he motioned to the office, where were everybody was working. Or pretending to work, in certain cases, "need a moral booster; they've been acting kinda low. So basically, what we need is an excuse to throw a party."

"There's not another birthday for six months," Pam quickly told him, remembering the disaster of Meredith's surprise birthday party.

Michael looked disappointed for a few moments. Then, he brightened up.

"What about the temporary workers that Dwight hired? We could give them a party, welcoming them to this office," Michael said, looking proud of himself for thinking of that.

"Okay," Pam replied cautiously, always weary of Michael's ideas, "I'll talk to the party planning committee about it."

"Wonderful, Pamela. Oh, and Dwight mentioned "karma" and "some list". Do you know what that's all about?"

Pam explained what she knew, "Well, Earl discovered karma one day on the Carson Daily show, and he made a list of all the bad things he ever did. Somehow Dwight made it on that list, and now Earl and his brother Randy are working here to make it up to Dwight."

"Oh," Michael looked thoughtful, "Well, thanks for all the help, Pammy."

Pam cringed and walked out of his office.

Pam to camera:

"Don't ever call me Pammy."

Randy and I were in the elevator, about to enter Dunder Mifflin for the first time.

"Hey Earl?" Randy suddenly asked me.

"Yeah?

"Are you nervous?"

"Maybe a little bit."

"Oh. Well, because I am. I just hope they don't have chickens there...or cats."

After what seemed like forever, we were finally greeted by the one and only Michael Scott.

"Hey there!" he yelled as soon as he saw me and Randy, "My friends, my homies, my new employees!"

Is this guy crazy or what? "Hey," I said.

"Hi," Randy greeted everyone, "I'm Randy, and Earl's my brother, and --- HEY LOOK EARL, CAMERAS!"

He ran over to them, and a blonde chick who I later learned was Angela, head of accounting, roller her eyes. Back in the day, I would have informed her with a punch that nobody rolls their eyes at my brother and gets away with it, but that was before I had discovered karma. Plus, I didn't want to start my new job on the wrong foot. So I just followed Randy, who was in front of the camera.

"I'd like to say hi to Catalina, and Darnell, and Joy, and Ralph."

Michael had led everybody into what he called the conference room.

"Well, we are here today to welcome Earl –"

"Oh, you don't have to do that," I told him.

"Of course I do," he continued, "Earl and Randy have a list, they have a mission, and they are determined to right all their wrongs."

Then he showed a slideshow on karma; a guy that Pam told me was Stanly looked bored (not that I blame Stanly, karma was a lot more interesting on Carson Daily).

"And now," Michael announced when the slideshow was over, "We are all going to create lists of all the bad things we have ever done."

Jim to camera:

"If I were to create a list of everything bad I've ever done, it would probably mainly be pranks that I've pulled on Dwight."

Dear Catalina,

We are at Dunder Mifflin. They have these cool cameras there. Michael is the manager and he is weird.

- Randy

PS: I wrote this letter on Dunder Mifflin paper that I bought from Jim.