Bye Bye cubicle..

[D.Jones]

*Scene opens up at an office building in a business complex. We see a man sitting in a chair located in a cubicle. He is slumped over his desk and he looks tired and sloppy. A clean well shaven man with a little to much love for his job approaches the man at the desk.*

 

Over excited Boss: Hey there Mr. Jones, I'm going to need that report on the third quarter sales on my desk by friday.

 

Jones: Yeah, yeah I'll get them to ya by then.

 

 

*The over excited man walks away as D. Jones puts his head in his hands.*

 

Jones: *Mumbling to himself* Jesus Christ, I need to get out of here.

 

 

*The phone rings.*

 

Jones: Hi you've reached Dunder Mifflin Paper Company I'm Dylan Jones how may I help you?

 

 

*Loud screams can be heard on the phone and D. Jones jerks the phone away from his ear until the screaming stops.*

 

Jones: Okay ma'am don't worry. I'm going to transfer you to cus.....

 

 

*The yelling gets louder and D. Jones slams the phone on the reciever and looks up to the sky.*

 

Jones: -- Why? Why do you do this to me? 6 days a week.. 8 hou....

 

 

*The phone rings again*

 

Jones: *Angrily* Dammit...

 

 

*He picks up the phone.*

 

Jones: WHAT?!... Oh mom shit sorry, I'm just having a bad day over here.

 

 

*Talking can be heard through the headset.*

 

Jones: What? Are you serious? OCW? They're gonna let me back?

 

 

*D. Jones stands up shocked with his hands on his head and lets out a loud yell. Everyone looks up from there computers at him. He looks around embarrassingly and sits down.*

 

Jones: Thank you! Thank you so much!

 

*D. Jones hangs up the phone and grabs his things and starts toward the exit but is stopped by the happy boss who is holding a coffee cup and a clipboard.*

 

Boss: Yeahhhhh... Actually on second thought I'm going to need those papers a little earlier. So if you could just sit yourself down and work on those that would be great.

 

*D. Jones looks at his boss with his head cocked to the side with a confused look on his face as he stands their silently staring at his boss.*

 

Boss: So yeahh... Thanks for getting that to me qui...

 

 

*Before his boss can finish his sentence D. Jones slaps the coffee cup out of his hand, onto the floor and all over his boss. D. Jones looks at the cup and begins to walk away.*

 

Boss: *wiping off the coffee* Where the hell do you think you're going?!

 

Jones: I'm leaving.

 

Boss: You can't leave. You're FIRED!!

 

 

*D. Jones keeps walking and doesn't let his boss' words phase him.*

 

Jones: *laughing* Alright buddy.

 

 

*D. Jones kicks open the door and puts his hand up and waves good bye to his old life at the office.*

[Wesley Adams Poe]

Haha Dunder Mifflin...Glad youre back.