.007 Computer//Michael Scott
Title: Technology
Prompt Number/Prompt: 007. Computer
Character/Fandom: Michael Scott/The Office
Word Count: 410
Rating: G
Warning(s): none.
Summary: Michael loves his computer.
No one is as a big of fan of the computer age as Michael Scott, largely due to the fact that because of email, Michael can be funny...anywhere in the world. It's true. He thinks of a joke, sends it to a few friends, they send it to a few friends.....Pretty soon, his joke could wind up in...Deepest, darkest Africa.
In fact, Michael was working on a few special jokes, for just such an occasion. He had this great one, about a monkey and a banana...the ending was still a little rough, but man would it kill once he got the punchline just right.
Today, Michael came in whistling. "Hello, Pammy. The Pamster," he greeted the receptionist. Pam just looked at him, her eyebrows raised.
Upon entering his office, however, Michael was not so pleased. "Pam?" he exited his office. "Do you, or anybody else, for that matter, happen to notice something missing from my office?"
Everyone shook their heads.
Michael hung his head.
"All right. Everybody. Conference room. Now!"
A few minutes later, everyone was gathered in the conference room. Michael started speaking.
"Now, some of you may think it's funny to go into your boss's office, and remove certain pieces of valuable equipment..."
"Michael, did you have something stolen out of your office?" Toby asked.
Michael squinted at him unhappily. "No..Toby. But I am missing the keys off my keyboard. And I'm not sure if you know this, but it's a little hard to use a keyboard without keys. Yeah. And so, none of us are leaving this conference room until I get my keys back."
Angela rolled her eyes. "This is ridiculous. I still have a keyboard, so I'm going back to work."
Michael moved forward, blocking the door. "No, no one leaves until I get to the bottom of this!"
Toby sighed. "Michael, you can't do that..."
Michael rubbed his forehead. "Alright, you know what? Here's what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna close my eyes, count to ten, and whoever is responsible has exactly that long to put my keys back, no questions asked. Look, I'll even turn around." Michael closed his eyes, turning around to face the wall.
"One...two...three..."
Michael turned around once he reached ten. He was alone. Going back into the office, he saw everyone busily working at their desks.
Michael went into his office and closed the door. Going over to his computer, he saw that he had gotten his keys back. He grinned, sitting down and almost lovingly caressed his keyboard.
On the phone, Jim Halpert just grinned.
Prompt Number/Prompt: 007. Computer
Character/Fandom: Michael Scott/The Office
Word Count: 410
Rating: G
Warning(s): none.
Summary: Michael loves his computer.
No one is as a big of fan of the computer age as Michael Scott, largely due to the fact that because of email, Michael can be funny...anywhere in the world. It's true. He thinks of a joke, sends it to a few friends, they send it to a few friends.....Pretty soon, his joke could wind up in...Deepest, darkest Africa.
In fact, Michael was working on a few special jokes, for just such an occasion. He had this great one, about a monkey and a banana...the ending was still a little rough, but man would it kill once he got the punchline just right.
Today, Michael came in whistling. "Hello, Pammy. The Pamster," he greeted the receptionist. Pam just looked at him, her eyebrows raised.
Upon entering his office, however, Michael was not so pleased. "Pam?" he exited his office. "Do you, or anybody else, for that matter, happen to notice something missing from my office?"
Everyone shook their heads.
Michael hung his head.
"All right. Everybody. Conference room. Now!"
A few minutes later, everyone was gathered in the conference room. Michael started speaking.
"Now, some of you may think it's funny to go into your boss's office, and remove certain pieces of valuable equipment..."
"Michael, did you have something stolen out of your office?" Toby asked.
Michael squinted at him unhappily. "No..Toby. But I am missing the keys off my keyboard. And I'm not sure if you know this, but it's a little hard to use a keyboard without keys. Yeah. And so, none of us are leaving this conference room until I get my keys back."
Angela rolled her eyes. "This is ridiculous. I still have a keyboard, so I'm going back to work."
Michael moved forward, blocking the door. "No, no one leaves until I get to the bottom of this!"
Toby sighed. "Michael, you can't do that..."
Michael rubbed his forehead. "Alright, you know what? Here's what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna close my eyes, count to ten, and whoever is responsible has exactly that long to put my keys back, no questions asked. Look, I'll even turn around." Michael closed his eyes, turning around to face the wall.
"One...two...three..."
Michael turned around once he reached ten. He was alone. Going back into the office, he saw everyone busily working at their desks.
Michael went into his office and closed the door. Going over to his computer, he saw that he had gotten his keys back. He grinned, sitting down and almost lovingly caressed his keyboard.
On the phone, Jim Halpert just grinned.