fandomhigh | Business 102: Friday, Period 3, Class 1

As his students wandered in, Jim possibly started to have second thoughts about this class topic. Sure, office work was horrible. But there really was a lot to be learned and experienced from working in a business. Maybe, just maybe, he should rethink things and give a different view of the business world.

But that would require coming up with a new syllabus, so Jim just went ahead with the class he had planned.

"Good morning and welcome to Business 102. I'm Mr Halpert, but a couple of you already knew that. What you probably didn't know is that before I came to Fandom, I was one of the top salesmen for a mid-sized paper supply company based in northeast region of the US. I was actually just about to transfer from the Scranton, Pennsylvania branch to the Stamford, Connecticut branch with a promotion to Assistant Regional Manager before I remembered that I really didn't want to turn a job at that company into a career. And taking a promotion is a convenient way to do just that."

"The basic point is that I really didn't like working there, but I did it for years thanks to a combination of doing as little work as possible, getting other people to help me not do work, being good enough at my job to not get fired, and having the least productive boss in the world. And except for that last one that you just need to get lucky with, I'm here to teach you all of that to help you survive at a crappy, crappy office job that you might end up having."

"So, let's start by doing introductions just like you've done every other day this week. And while you're telling everyone your name and class, go ahead and also tell us what career you think you'll have after school."

"Oh, and don't mind the camera guy. It's his job to film me working."

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Working hard. Or, alternately, hardly working.

You will never be quizzed on where Jim worked before.

Introduce yourself! Name, year, future job.

Jim needed a TA. Picking someone he knew from Dunder-Mifflin didn't work out so great last time, so he was just going to pick the other person he knew from last semester. "Oh and Bobby? you're the TA."

That was easy.

Jim was here at the end of class, ready to take any on questions.

Preferably not ones about how you had a crush on him when he was a student here, though. Because that was strange.

I'm going to be afk Friday evening due to people who didn't even bother signing up for my class will be dragging me to dinner. They should be ashamed of themselves.

I'll pick up tags either while waiting for them, after they leave, or on Saturday.

Bobby Drake

Bobby had... okay, he'd actually intended to take notes. But they ended up being doodles.

"Bobby Drake, sophomore, and I'm going to be an accountant ~~except for when I'm a superhero~~." He didn't sound particularly excited nor unenthusiastic about this fact. It just kind of... was.

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Jill McTeague

Katina Choovanski

Katchoo was not, of course, taking a single damn note. She was doing her best to keep a piece of paper between herself and the camera guy, on the other hand. Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

"Hi, I'm Jill McTeague, I'm a senior, and...I don't really know what I'll do after this yet."

Big ol' sigh there that Katchoo heaved. This was hopefully the last time she had to do this, right? At least he wasn't asking why they were in this class, since she'd had nothing to do with signing up for this one either, or what experience if any they had with business because hi, not explaining how she knew about pulling off a corporate takeover.

"Katina Choovanski, senior." She drummed her fingers idly on the table. "I'm an artist. What job?"

"...Me?" Bobby's voice absolutely did not squeak at that announcement. Really.

Well. This was a new and completely unexpected development.

Angela Martin

Angela was still not impressed with him. She couldn't be impressed with anyone who told impressionable teenagers who already had problems slacking off about how he slacked off. So irresponsible.

"My name is Angela Martin, I'm a junior, and I don't know what my future job is yet except that it will suit me and I will take it seriously. You'd think a paycheck would help others do this. Apparently not." Not that that was said pointedly or anything.

Slacker teacher.

Mat Cauthon

Mat decided that taking notes in here would defeat the whole spirit of the class.

"Mat Cauthon, senior, and I'm hoping I can turn being a gambler into something full time," Mat replied lazily.

Assuming the world didn't end in the next few years, of course.

Jack Burton

Jack kept staring at the film crew...and wondering if he could get them into the Photo Hut and make some crazy sales. Notes? What notes? They were prices on the camera equipment.

"Jack Burton, and I'm going to be hands-on involved in the transportation industry," he said, ear-to-ear grin.

"Yes, you," Jim said. "You don't have a problem with that, do you?"

"A highly respectable career choice. Without you, a lot of people would have to do their own taxes," Jim noted. "Do yourself a favor and don't work for a mid-size regional paper supply company, though."

"Are you thinking about college? Because that's a great way to put off figuring out your future for a few years," Jim said.

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"Yes, that is exactly how I approached college," Jim told the camera guy. He made a face. "Big surprise, isn't it?"

"You might end up needing some kind of job to pay the bills while you're working on your art," Jim said. "I've seen it happen."

Jim smiled and nodded at the camera. "You'd think so, wouldn't you? Just remember, there's nothing wrong with barely meeting the minimum requirements of your job. Unless you want a promotion and an actual career."

"Do you ever watch ESPN? They have professional poker on all the time," Jim noted. "You'll probably need a regular job to finance that for a while, though."

"Could you be more specific?" Jim asked. His first thought was pilot or train conductor or something like that.

"Kind of?" she said. "I haven't really decided yet. I mean, I want to go to college. Like, eventually." Yes, Jill wasn't even ready to pick a college, never mind a career. It was that bad.

Katchoo just shrugged. "Yeah, happens. Figure in that case I'll just sell an organ."

Just not her liver. That wouldn't do anyone any good except maybe in the name of science.

Mat's eyes lit up. "That's a real career here?"

His mother would be appalled.

"Well, most of them end up being broke and sad, so I'm not sure it's the best job to shoot for," Jim said. "But yes, there is."

"Trucker," Jack said with a smile. "Own my own business."

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