Over the holiday a couple of nephews pitched The Office to me. They talked like it was, without doubt, the most fabulous show on TV. Naturally, considering them intelligent young men, I decided to check it out. I rented the first season and watched it yesterday. In all my life I’ve never watched such realistic and insightful television. The Office makes reality TV seem like pure fantasy.
I felt as though the writers had visited my old place of employment and studied the characters for inclusion in their program. I felt my blood pressure begin to rise within moments of viewing this torture filled drama. I was under the mistaken impression, after speaking with my nephews, that The Office was a comedy. I came to it expecting some great laughs. Oh, contrair, the program instantly transported me back over four months of blissful retirement to those miserable, bewildering, frustrating, anxiety filled days of yesteryear.
Dwight could easily pass as my former supervisor’s twin in both appearance and personality. My stomach lurches every time Dwight enters the scene. So completely, competent in his incompetency was that former “leader of mine” that I’m sure NBC felt the program would lose it’s credibility if it duplicated him in one character so they created Michael to absorb the rest. Now don’t let this get out to my old boss because if he ever discovered that it took two people to fill his shoes on The Office we’d never hear the end of it. His head hardly fits through the door as it is.
Having watched so many episodes at once, I’ve decided I need an extended vacation before I can face the program again. Otherwise, my retirement will have been for naught.
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