Bill
Dave, don't worry about it. You know what they say: "Mighty oaks from little acorns grow."
...Thanks, Bill. Do you get all your lines from fortune cookies?
[A short while later]
Bill
Envy not that which not need be possessed.
Bill
Good fortune happy lucky big time for you and family. That one doesn't make a lot of sense, but it's always stuck with me.
Wait a minute, you carry your contract around?
Bill
At a time like this it doesn't seem so crazy, does it?
Page 15, article 4, paragraph 1.
Bill
"Contract transferable to third party in case of sale, merger, corporate restructuring, liquidation, bankruptcy and/or act of God"--it doesn't say anything about--
Read your act of God, clause and clarification.
Bill
Jimmy James will hereafter and for the purposes of this contract only [realization sets in] be referred to as God.
Sir, can I see you in my office for a moment?
Maybe you should lay off those sandwiches.
Bill
No, that's just it. I finished the last one at 12:41 last night. Ever since, things have been happening to my body.
Would it be impolite at this point in the conversation to just run away from you?
Bill
I think my system got used to its hourly fix of artificial preservatives. My body has started to age incredibly rapidly.
Bill
Yes it has. We're running out of time, look! Help me, I'm begging you!
You actually dyed you hair grey to convince me to bring back the sandwich machine?
Bill
Yes, I did! Now do you understand how important this is to me?
Only if you dyed all your hair grey to match.
Bill
I did!
Bill
They're an acquired taste. Like a good wine or cheese, a sandwich needs to be properly aged. In the olden days, a country squire would age his pheasants for weeks before they were deemed fit for consumption.
In the olden days, people used to die of ptomaine poisoning and blamed it on ghosts.
Bill
All this talk about aged lunch meat and ghosts has made me peckish. I'll be at the sandwich machine if I'm needed.
[Reading cards from the complaint box]
"You suck." "You suck." "Howard Stern rules." "If you can read this you are a dork." "Coupon for one free kiss from Joe if you are a girl." "We need more complaint cards." "Coupon for one free kiss from Joe if you are a guy."
[pulling out a fortune cookie slip] "You will go on a journey, happy long time." "Matthew is a moron." "No I'm not." "Yes you are." "No I'm not infinity." "Yes you are infinity plus one." And this one, "I have doobie in my funk," which I assume is some sort of reference to the Parliament Funkadelic song, "Chocolate City." Uh, "You got peanut butter in my chocolate. You got chocolate in my peanut butter. Together they taste like crap." "Matthew has been staring at me all day... and I love it." I don't think I get this one, it says, "I try to be good hard-worker-man, but refrigemater so messy, so so messy."
I think that one's probably from Milos, the janitor.
Oh. Refrigem... oh, then that one's legitimate.
[continues reading the complaint cards]
Uh, "Who's the black private dick who's the sex machine with all the chicks."
BBBill, Beth, Lisa, Matthew, Joe
SHAFT.
Bill
I thought we'd all enjoy that.
[reading one last card] And, "Help, I'm being held prisoner in a complaint box," which is actually kinda funny.
Dave, did you ever stop to consider that it might be one of the 15 or 20 other guys who work in this station?
Bill
Joe's right. How come every time there's a problem you assume that it's one of us. What about them? What if it was... that guy who's name I don't know? Or that guy who sits by him? Or the girl-
Because somebody gave those people the impression they're not allowed in the break room.
Bill
Well Dave, I consider that room a private sanctuary where I can escape from all those horrid little people whose names I don't know.
Bill, haven't you ever heard the expression, "When life gives you lemons, make lemonade?"
Bill
Dave, haven't you ever heard the expression, "When life gives you lemons, make lemonade, and then toss it in the face of the person who gave you the lemons until they give you the oranges you asked for in the first place?"