General

Just ’cause it makes me laugh…

Dwight: Jim, Jim, Jim. Jim, Jim, Jim, Jim, Jim, Jim, Jim.

Jim: Oh, hey, Dwight.

Dwight: I’m going to be your new boss. It’s my greatest dream come
true. Welcome to the Hotel Hell. Check-in time is now. Check-out time
is never.


Jim:
Does my room have cable?


Dwight:
No. And the sheets are made of fire!

Jim: Can I change rooms?


Dwight:
Sorry, we’re all booked up. Hell convention in town.

Jim: Can I have a late check-out?

Dwight: I’ll have to talk to the manager.

Jim: You’re not the manager? Even in your own fantasy?

Dwight: I’m the owner. The co-owner. With Satan.


Jim:
Okay, just so I understand it. In your wildest fantasy, you are in
hell. And you are co-running a bed and breakfast with the devil.


Dwight:
Yeah, but I haven’t told you my salary yet.


Jim:
Go.


Dwight:
$80,000 a year.

(from The Office)

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