Back From Vacation

Talk to me, Tivo: Michael returns from his Jamaican vacation; an e-mail of a racy vacation photo makes the rounds of the office.
Jaminess: 3 [3=Casino Night]

Jam Cam: Everyone�s back from vacation, except Michael, so Jim gets stuck leading an office meeting. Dwight, as Michael�s slave, is in charge of taping all meetings for him and then transcribing them. That�s all fine and good until Jim starts yelling things into it like �Dwight, put your pants back on,� or �Dwight is wearing a baby�s bonnet.� Glad Jim is mature enough to run these things.

Unfortunately, Jim has a few problems he has to deal with � namely, his girlfriend. Karen wants to move closer to him. He thinks it�s like practically living together. So Karen�s bitching to the camera about it and giving Jim the silent treatment.

Meanwhile, Pam wishes Michael would give her the silent treatment. Instead, she has to listen to him play his damn stell drum [�Feeling hot hot hot!�] and wax poetic about living the island life � in an impoverished country.

But Jim is looking worse for wear than Pam, sitting in the break room by himself drinking coffee. Pam, knowing Jim way too well, keeps asking him if things are alright. He finally breaks down and tells Pam he�s in a little fight with the girl he�s dating. Pam asks him if he wants to talk about it. Oh, Pam! Plant a seed in his head so he breaks up with Karen!

Instead, Pam tells him that maybe he should go easy on Karen and let her move into that apartment. ARGH! Why did you say that, Pam? Don�t encourage her. Pam tells us she didn�t mind helping Jim with his problem because she helps all of her friends with their problems. Like when Phyllis got tape in her hair�as if that�s the same as helping the man you�re in love with work out his girl problems with a girl that isn�t you.

Jim thanks Pam and it feels a little weird until Pam mentions the whole thing about Michael going to Jamaica with Jan. Then we get a great glimpse of the Jam we know and love, taking like friends again. Squee. I miss that.

Then, of course, Pam gets stuck trying to solve Michael�s problem with Jan by lying to cover for him. What a great receptionist she is. Too bad she couldn�t talk Jan out of driving up to Scranton. You win some, you lose some.

As everyone is working on doing inventory in the warehouse, Jim walks up to Karen and gives her a copy of the lease for her new apartment � two blocks away from him. He tells her he�s definitely sure about this, but he doesn�t sound like he is. And for some reason, he must have told Karen about Pam�s help because Karen goes over to thank her for her intervention. Pam plays it off like it was no big deal, but as Karen walks away, the look on Pam�s face gives it away that it really was.

Oh my GAWD! Is that Pam crying? Ok, please stop that now because my heart is melting. Poor Pam! She tried to do the right thing by her friend without thinking that he would actually listen to her and now Jim has inadvertantly broken her heart. And oh my GAWD! Is that Dwight? He asks Pam who did this to her and she brushes him off like it was nothing. Then he starts taking off his jacket�and ties it around his waist. Oh, but he does have a hankie for her. Wow. Dwight being chivalous. He sits down and puts his arm around Pam as she continues to cry. How sweet. Then he asks her if she�s PMSing. Um�not so sweet, but he gets points for effort.

In the end, Pam was wrong about many things including, apparently, where to go on her honeymoon with Roy. She wanted to go to Hawaii and he didn�t. Based on the totally unfun luau, Roy thinks he was right, eliciting a slight chuckle from Pam. At least she can smile about something.

The Others: Michael comes back from a vacation at Sandals Jamaica with pictures of Jan and plans to have a luau in the warehouse. Unfortunately, the Party Planning Committee can�t come up with a party like that on a moment�s notice so that�s a bust. It doesn�t matter anyway because Michael has other problems � like the picture of him and Jan that he accidentally emailed to the wrong people. And just when he thinks he�s going to get yelled at for it, Jan confesses her love, attacks him, and tells him to meet her at his condo for more sex.

What have we learned today, kids: When it comes to relationships, sometimes, it�s better to tell people the truth than what you think they want to hear. They may actually surprise you with their response.

– written by Jenny


Pam: Hey.
Jim: Hey.
Pam: You ok?
Jim: Yeah.
Pam: You sure?
Jim: Yeah. Yes. [pause] I�m just in this stupid fight with Karen.
Pam: Oh. You wanna talk about it?
Jim: Really?

Jim: So I don�t know. I just feel like we�ve been dating a month, right? Same street? I think that will be a little close, a little much.
Pam: Hm.
Jim: �Hm� what?
Pam: How far away does she live now? Like ten minutes?
Jim: Yeah, I guess.
Pam: Honestly, I think you should go easy on her.

Pam: No, I didn�t mind helping Jim with his problem. That�s what friends do. I help Phyllis all the time. Just yesterday, I untangled a piece of tape from her hair. So�yeah.

Jim: Hey, thanks a lot.
Pam: Oh, don�t worry about it. I mean, it�s better than listening to Michael play a conch shell�which is what I was doing. [pause] Oh, also, Michael when to Jamaica with Jan —
Jim: Yeah, how have we not talked about this? I mean, what happened there? Kidnapping?

Karen: I think I owe you one.
Pam: Sorry?
Karen: For talking sense into Halpert. The Days Inn Room 228 was starting to get really depressing.
Pam: Oh yeah, no. Don�t worry about it. I mean, he was being ridiculous.
Karen: Yeah, but thanks. Seriously.
Pam: Sure.

[Pam crying] Dwight: Who did this to you? Where is he?
Pam: What? No, it�s not…It�s nothing.
[Dwight takes off his jacket and ties it around his waist] Dwight: It�s hot in here.
Pam: Yeah.
[He gives Pam a handkerchief] Pam: Thanks.
[He sits down] Pam: You don�t need to stay here.
Dwight: I know.
[He puts his arm around Pam and she starts crying again] Dwight: So you�re PMSing pretty bad, huh?

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