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About three years ago, Jim drove over to our house one day while his dad was at work to tell me that he had accepted a job transfer and would be moving to Connecticut within a week. He talked of plans to break his lease, scrambling to find a new apartment, and if I thought his dad would mind if he borrowed the truck for a few days.

I have to say that I was shocked and saddened to see him leave, even though Jim tried to convince me that it was a good promotion with a significant raise, a management title and a chance to sell in a higher volume market, whatever that meant. He tried to lie to me, as if he could pull one over on his mother.

27 years of experience taught me that when James Halpert is trying to stretch the truth, his voice gets louder and his speech gets faster. He was talking about his plans to leave
Scranton at a mile a minute.

I learned later that day that he wasn’t really chasing a better job opportunity, but desperately trying to escape
something -- a love story that had taken a turn for the worse.

I knew a little of his situation with a girl he works with, whom he had developed feelings for over the last couple of years. I knew that she was engaged to someone else, and that her wedding day was rapidly approaching.

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