I HAD A DREAM IT WOULD END THIS WAY.
IT LOOKS LIKE IT WAS MADE BY A TWO-YEAR-OLD MONKEY ON A FARM.
“This is going to be good. ‘To Whom It May Concern’, good, real personal, thanks Michael, ‘the dictionary defines superlative as of the highest kind, quality, or order surpassing all else or others supreme.’ That’s great, if I wanted the dictionary definition I’d buy a dictionary. ‘I define it as Dwight Schrute. As a Sales Executive, as a leader, as a man, and as a friend. He is of the highest kind, quality, and order supreme.’ Lots more like that, really repetitive.”
Tumblr, I want you to imagine I’m doing my best Jerri Blank impression because I GOT SOMETHIN’ TO SAY. I can’t stop thinking about last night’s episode of The Office. It was absolutely perfect, and that’s because it gave us the very best of Michael Scott. He threw away his World’s Best Boss mug. He wrote Dwight a letter of recommendation saying that he is superlative as an employee and as a person. He was so thrilled about Phyllis’s half-finished, handmade mittens. He told the party planning committee to get the food that everyone would like. He believed in Andy and Andy got the client to renew. He told Erin she was beautiful and fun and smart. And he left Scranton full of hope.
This isn’t the Michael Scott who told Kelly to try his googie googie, or the Michael Scott who hit Meredith with his car. It’s not the Michael Scott who rejected Phyllis’s oven mitt, or who kissed Oscar, or who dumped Pam’s mom on her birthday. This is the Michael Scott who told Jim not to give up on his feelings for the receptionist, and who let Toby’s daughter play with his trains. It’s the Michael Scott who went to Pam’s art show, who defended Jan’s honor to David Wallace, who teared up when he got a yogurt-lid medal in the office Olympics.
Michael Gary Scott, I hope you and Holly have a hundred kids so you can have a hundred more friends but even if you don’t, no one can say no to being your friend.