STAN: Joanna? Would you come here for a moment, please?
JOANNA: I’m sorry. I was late. I was having lunch.
STAN: I need to talk about your flair.
JOANNA: Really? I have 15 buttons on. I, uh, (shows him)
STAN: Well, ok, 15 is minimum, ok?
STAN: Now, it’s up to you whether or not you want to just do the bare
minimum. Well, like Brian, for example, has 37 pieces of flair. And a
JOANNA: Ok. Ok, you want me to wear more?
STAN: Look. Joanna.
STAN: People can get a cheeseburger anywhere, ok? They come to Chotchkie’s
for the atmosphere and the attitude. That’s what the flair’s about.
It’s about fun.
JOANNA: Ok. So, more then?
STAN: Look, we want you to express yourself, ok? If you think the bare
minimum is enough, then ok. But some people choose to wear more and we
encourage that, ok? You do want to express yourself, don’t you?
JOANNA: Yeah. Yeah.
STAN: Great. Great. That’s all I ask.
So I looked and looked and I couldn’t find this clip from Office Space anywhere online except for this article from the Onion (it’s the second video). But it’s totally worth a view. I don’t remember the last time I so related to a stupid movie clip.
I got my first piece of flair today. I will keep it my my bedside and treasure it carefully, I am sure.
Yesterday was our first dress rehearsal. It was a complete and utter disaster. Today was the second one and was about a billion times better. Thank the sweet baby Jesus. (I said this to a coworker today without thinking and he looked at me like I was the crazy girl… awkward!)
Tomorrow, at 4pm, we open. I bought the Jameson and the ginger ale today.
I’m as ready as I’ll ever be, I suppose…