One stupid day. That was all it could take to set her back nearly 6 months. She should have known offering Stanley a job couldn’t end well, but she needed a new salesman, and Stanley was one of the best (at least, that she could stand to be around). She never expected Michael, Dwight, and Jim to break into the office and break her copier.

            Seeing Jim, the first time since Scranton, it hurt. She couldn’t lie to herself. He was happy. She was finally moving on, but still. He was happy. He was happy with her (Karen still couldn’t bring herself to say her name).

            She came home from work, disgusted with herself. She thought she moved on, she really had. But today had ruined everything. She looked around her apartment, at everything she had so lovingly put there in the past 6 months, and it all seemed stupid now. Twenty-four hours ago, she loved her new life. Now, because of him, it seemed like a waste.