By Emily Scranton | Created on 2025-07-25 13:06:06
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Now, some might say that my colleagues and I are just a bunch of misfits who can't seem to get along. But I like to think of us as a lovably dysfunctional family – the kind where everyone argues with each other, but ultimately loves (or at least tolerates) each other's company.
For instance, whenever Michael decides to take issue with my latest memo or suggestion, he'll inevitably storm into the conference room, red-faced, and shout something along the lines of "What's wrong with you, Toby?!" It's almost as if he thinks I'm somehow personally responsible for the office's problems. And yet, despite his best efforts to make me feel like a tiny, insignificant insect, I always manage to keep my cool.
Jim's a charming, laid-back guy with a wicked sense of humor; Pam's a quiet, artsy type who still lives with her parents (or so I've heard). But despite their differences, they just click. Like magnets. Or oil and water, depending on your perspective.
Now, I'm not one to judge (much), but it's hard not to find humor in the way these two navigate their will-they-won't-they dynamic. With Angela's constant scolding and Kelly's over-the-top dramatics, you'd think they were secretly competing for some kind of office relationship Olympics medal.
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