Talk to me, Tivo: When a shipment of paper with an obscene watermark is distributed, the staff rallies to help the customer service department handle the backlash.
Jam Cam: Whoa, some guy who looks like Dwight is sitting at Jim�s computer as Pam smiles at him. What the…? Oh, it�s just Jim as Dwight. �Bears. Beets. Battlestar Gallactica.� OK, that�s enough. You�re scaring me now, Jim, but in such a totally awesome cool way.
Meanwhile, someone put an inappropriate watermark on a pack of paper. This means millions of customers are complaining, which means no time for Jim and Pam to have fun together. Lame. Jim wants to know why Michael is talking in leet speak. Karen goes on some intelligent explanation while Pam decides to back her up on a much more fun way, once again proving that Pam is awesome. Michael goes on to explain the office is at Threat Level: Midnight and Jim gives a sly look to the camera. Karen wouldn�t understand the joke.
Jim gets stuck going out on the job with Andy. Boo. Pam gets stuck staying at the office for the press conference. Double boo. How can we have any fun if they�re separated the whole day?
Stuck in a car with Andy, Jim learns the finer points of �Beer me� and then has to tell Andy how it�s going with Karen. Jim tries to get some music going to cover Andy�s annoying voice and instead gets Andy singing a capella. Lord, beer Jim strength.
Jim and Andy look out of place walking down a high school hallway, but it turns out that Andy�s girlfriend is there. �The cute teacher in the white sweater?� Jim asks, while Please, let it be her! is what he�s thinking. But no, it�s the 17-year-old part-time frozen yogurt chef, part-time high school student. Yikes. Maybe they can just move on…or maybe Andy can talk to her. Poor Jim, poor awkward Jim.
Back in the office, Pam is stuck answering phones and trying to make sure Michael doesn�t get in too much trouble. She�s failing at one of those tasks. And on the other side of town, Jim is failing to get Andy to see that maybe dating a high school student isn�t the best idea. Poor Jam. This is just not a good day for either of them.
After the disaster of a press conference, Michael realizes the best thing to do is an apology video and to have Pam tape it. Apparently, he needs a woman�s touch. I�m assuming all the apology videos end up on Pam�s desk drawer anyway.
While Pam is stuck in Michael�s office, Jim is stuck in Andy�s car with a very dejected Andy. So to cheer him up, Jim starts singing…and it�s cute…and Andy joins in.
Aw, Jandy, you�re cute, but still not as good as Dwim. Don�t believe me? Just check out how cute Dwight is when he comes in dressed as Jim. Blah blah blah, little comment. Nyeh.
The Others: When a batch of paper gets sent out to clients with an inappropriate watermark, it’s up to Michael to fix the problem so you know this is going to be a disaster. Michael has a press conference that only one reporter shows up for, then an apology video he has to shoot that will go nowhere fast. At least Kelly is in the back on customer service detail.
What have we learned today, kids: If you’re getting some, it’s not always a good thing [Jim, we’re looking at you]. Just because a watermarked duck and mouse are getting some doesn’t mean they should be.
– written by Jenny
Quotes[Pam smiles at Jim as he walks in] Jim: It’s kind of blurry…That’s better…Question. What kind of bear is best?
Dwight: That’s a ridiculous question.
Jim: False. Black bear.
Dwight: Well, that’s debatable. There are basically two schools of thought…
Jim: Fact: Bears eat beets. Bears. Beets. Battlestar Galactica.
Dwight: Bears do not…What is going on…What are you doing?!
Pam: Hey Dwight. You look really nice today.
Dwight: Pfft. I look like an idiot. Hey Karen.
Karen: Hey Dwight. Lookin’ sharp.
Dwight: Yeah, that’s cause I’m…you’re boyfriend, Jim Halpert. Hey, Karen, wanna get together later and have sexual intercourse because you’re my girlfriend?
Jim: Do you?
Karen: I’m good. Thanks.
[Dwight imitates Jim] Jim: Look at that.
Dwight: I’m Jim Halpert. [more Jim faces] Jim: Spot on.
Dwight: Blah blah blah, little comment. Mah.