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 		<title>Comment on Angela Asks by: James</title>
		<link>http://www.northernattack.com/archives/angela-asks/#comment-1557</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Jul 2006 07:21:45 +0000</pubDate>
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 		<title>Comment on Angela Asks by: Allison</title>
		<link>http://www.northernattack.com/archives/angela-asks/#comment-1556</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Jul 2006 06:57:18 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>As editor of the documentary, I’m accompanying the camera crew as they film Michael Scott in what he calls his &quot;nee-chee&quot; this weekend.  I’m not surprised that his condo resembles his office: not much in the way of actual furnishings, but plenty of knick-knacks and a framed directory photo of Jan in his living room, which he proudly points out during our tour.  Friday night, he actually cooks his own salmon (who knew?) and eats it in front of the television.  He leaves Ryan two messages that remain unanswered, and soon Michael is asleep on the couch, television blaring.  When we meet him Saturday morning, he is en route to see his mother in Dickson City.  He has breakfast with her at Perkins, and takes her to the pool, where he wears a Speedo and attempts flips off the diving board (unsuccessfully).  They head to her house, where they spend the afternoon watching game shows on tv, cooking dinner together, and then watching “Driving Miss Daisy,” which Mrs. Scott has rented for this occasion.  Sunday is spent in a similar manner, and Michael heads back to his condo Sunday night having left numerous unanswered messages for Ryan during the weekend.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>As editor of the documentary, I’m accompanying the camera crew as they film Michael Scott in what he calls his "nee-chee" this weekend.  I’m not surprised that his condo resembles his office: not much in the way of actual furnishings, but plenty of knick-knacks and a framed directory photo of Jan in his living room, which he proudly points out during our tour.  Friday night, he actually cooks his own salmon (who knew?) and eats it in front of the television.  He leaves Ryan two messages that remain unanswered, and soon Michael is asleep on the couch, television blaring.  When we meet him Saturday morning, he is en route to see his mother in Dickson City.  He has breakfast with her at Perkins, and takes her to the pool, where he wears a Speedo and attempts flips off the diving board (unsuccessfully).  They head to her house, where they spend the afternoon watching game shows on tv, cooking dinner together, and then watching “Driving Miss Daisy,” which Mrs. Scott has rented for this occasion.  Sunday is spent in a similar manner, and Michael heads back to his condo Sunday night having left numerous unanswered messages for Ryan during the weekend.
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 		<title>Comment on Angela Asks by: John</title>
		<link>http://www.northernattack.com/archives/angela-asks/#comment-1555</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Jul 2006 05:52:51 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>After “filing” that last complaint from Dwight about Jim, Toby made a run for the door, eager to take the weekend by the short and curlies.  After taking his daughter to Baskin Robbins for a short visit, the party began.
Toby immediately sped off to Hooter’s as he tore his tie off from his collar.  He slapped on some Blue Blockers and sang some Journey on the way.  He drove to the Hooter’s on the other side of town (yes, there’s two), probably worried that he might run into Michael at the other.
After a night of beer and boobies Toby settled in with a classy porno titled “Just Another Day at the Orifice.”  
Waking up Saturday, Toby popped in some Ultimate Fighting and Girls Gone Wild DVDs.  Once it got dark he made a trip into college part of town, gawking at some young co-eds.  He tried getting into a few frat parties but was unsuccessful.
Sunday was lazily spent hitting the bong he brought back with him from Amsterdam.  He named it Delilah.
Monday morning came too soon, and Toby put on the mask of the HR guy at Dunder Mifflin Scranton.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>After “filing” that last complaint from Dwight about Jim, Toby made a run for the door, eager to take the weekend by the short and curlies.  After taking his daughter to Baskin Robbins for a short visit, the party began.<br />
Toby immediately sped off to Hooter’s as he tore his tie off from his collar.  He slapped on some Blue Blockers and sang some Journey on the way.  He drove to the Hooter’s on the other side of town (yes, there’s two), probably worried that he might run into Michael at the other.<br />
After a night of beer and boobies Toby settled in with a classy porno titled “Just Another Day at the Orifice.”<br />
Waking up Saturday, Toby popped in some Ultimate Fighting and Girls Gone Wild DVDs.  Once it got dark he made a trip into college part of town, gawking at some young co-eds.  He tried getting into a few frat parties but was unsuccessful.<br />
Sunday was lazily spent hitting the bong he brought back with him from Amsterdam.  He named it Delilah.<br />
Monday morning came too soon, and Toby put on the mask of the HR guy at Dunder Mifflin Scranton.
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 		<title>Comment on Angela Asks by: Trent</title>
		<link>http://www.northernattack.com/archives/angela-asks/#comment-1554</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Jul 2006 04:57:05 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>*3:55*
Ugh, the sun. It must be 90˚ out here, and I’ve managed to fall asleep on the hood of Dwight’s car. Speaking of, where is he?
*4:30*
Still no Dwight. Surely he knows the way around his own beet fields well enough not to get lost in them right? But he’s been gone since noon. Maybe I should call the police … or play Snake on my cell phone.
*6:41* 
Two hours and one record-smashing Snake high score later, and I’m still one Dwight short. I tap the horn in Dwight’s car and listen out the window; a shout. I honk again, and a louder shout echoes back.
*6:57*
A shirtless, sun burnt figure appears over an eastern hill. It’s definitely Dwight, and he’s obviously pissed.
“I thought you had my back!” he screams at me. “We were partners!”
I have no idea what he’s talking about, and the expression on my face shows it. Dwight pauses.
“Not you, *him*.” He points behind me. I turn to look. There’s no one there. “Hop in, Trent, this place is about to blow.”
I vaguely remember Dwight mentioning his “well-aged” beet juice tasting funny, just as we hit “hyperdrive”.</description>
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Ugh, the sun. It must be 90˚ out here, and I’ve managed to fall asleep on the hood of Dwight’s car. Speaking of, where is he?<br />
<strong>4:30</strong><br />
Still no Dwight. Surely he knows the way around his own beet fields well enough not to get lost in them right? But he’s been gone since noon. Maybe I should call the police … or play Snake on my cell phone.<br />
<strong>6:41</strong><br />
Two hours and one record-smashing Snake high score later, and I’m still one Dwight short. I tap the horn in Dwight’s car and listen out the window; a shout. I honk again, and a louder shout echoes back.<br />
<strong>6:57</strong><br />
A shirtless, sun burnt figure appears over an eastern hill. It’s definitely Dwight, and he’s obviously pissed.<br />
“I thought you had my back!” he screams at me. “We were partners!”<br />
I have no idea what he’s talking about, and the expression on my face shows it. Dwight pauses.<br />
“Not you, <strong>him</strong>.” He points behind me. I turn to look. There’s no one there. “Hop in, Trent, this place is about to blow.”<br />
I vaguely remember Dwight mentioning his “well-aged” beet juice tasting funny, just as we hit “hyperdrive”.
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 		<title>Comment on Angela Asks by: Brad</title>
		<link>http://www.northernattack.com/archives/angela-asks/#comment-1553</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Jul 2006 04:43:58 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Meredith Palmer

Meredith might be the most interesting as well as the most boring member of the Dunder-Mifflin/Scranton staff to observe over a weekend.  Interesting because of her habits, boring because those habits run in a vicious cycle.  Fridays find Meredith going to her AA meeting in nearby Moosic.  However, just talking about booze gets her all worked up.  Lo and behold, what’s on the way home from the meeting but Birney Beverage.  She loads up for the weekend, quite literally.  An outside observer would see the living room light on deep into the night.  Her son is staying at a friend’s house this weekend, so Meredith is up, staring blankly as the television blinks and flashes in front of her.  Dawn comes, the tube is still on and Meredith is passed out on the sofa.  It’s tiring just to see her go through this, but she manages to do the same again Saturday night.  Thankfully, her son comes home on Sunday and she makes herself get back on schedule.  She’s up bright and early on Monday, ready for another exciting week at Dunder-Mifflin.</description>
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	<p>Meredith might be the most interesting as well as the most boring member of the Dunder-Mifflin/Scranton staff to observe over a weekend.  Interesting because of her habits, boring because those habits run in a vicious cycle.  Fridays find Meredith going to her AA meeting in nearby Moosic.  However, just talking about booze gets her all worked up.  Lo and behold, what’s on the way home from the meeting but Birney Beverage.  She loads up for the weekend, quite literally.  An outside observer would see the living room light on deep into the night.  Her son is staying at a friend’s house this weekend, so Meredith is up, staring blankly as the television blinks and flashes in front of her.  Dawn comes, the tube is still on and Meredith is passed out on the sofa.  It’s tiring just to see her go through this, but she manages to do the same again Saturday night.  Thankfully, her son comes home on Sunday and she makes herself get back on schedule.  She’s up bright and early on Monday, ready for another exciting week at Dunder-Mifflin.
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 		<title>Comment on Angela Asks by: Joseph</title>
		<link>http://www.northernattack.com/archives/angela-asks/#comment-1552</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Jul 2006 04:16:58 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Hearing rumors that he is a home body and never does anything exciting, Jim decided to try a little test run on that trip to Australia, so after work he caught the first plane out for LA. 
After getting off the plane Jim went straight to Disneyland, went on a couple rides, had a really dirty conversation with Goofy, and got Pam a hat with Minnie Mouse ears on it.  
Later that night, Jim wanted to check out the comedy clubs. After listening to a guy rival Michael’s comedic talents, some light heckling got Jim dragged up on stage to do his own set.  The only material Jim could think of were all the pranks he pulled on Dwight with Pam, so that’s what he talked about.
After a standing ovation, Jim walked down the stage and was greeted by a young woman.  She was looking for a comedian to host a show helping the most bored people in their workplaces play pranks on their bosses.  Jim accepted, but with one condition.  He made a quick phone call… “Hey Pam,  I think you might finally be able to afford that Ipod...”

I’ve got dibs being on the first episode.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>Hearing rumors that he is a home body and never does anything exciting, Jim decided to try a little test run on that trip to Australia, so after work he caught the first plane out for LA.<br />
After getting off the plane Jim went straight to Disneyland, went on a couple rides, had a really dirty conversation with Goofy, and got Pam a hat with Minnie Mouse ears on it.<br />
Later that night, Jim wanted to check out the comedy clubs. After listening to a guy rival Michael’s comedic talents, some light heckling got Jim dragged up on stage to do his own set.  The only material Jim could think of were all the pranks he pulled on Dwight with Pam, so that’s what he talked about.<br />
After a standing ovation, Jim walked down the stage and was greeted by a young woman.  She was looking for a comedian to host a show helping the most bored people in their workplaces play pranks on their bosses.  Jim accepted, but with one condition.  He made a quick phone call… “Hey Pam,  I think you might finally be able to afford that Ipod...”</p>
	<p>I’ve got dibs being on the first episode.
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 		<title>Comment on Angela Asks by: Becky</title>
		<link>http://www.northernattack.com/archives/angela-asks/#comment-1551</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Jul 2006 04:09:56 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>In an attempt to reclaim his former glory as a Lackawanna County Volunteer Sheriff’s Deputy, Dwight attends Saturday night Block Watch meetings, where he acts as the neighborhood’s lead investigator.  I attend the meeting with him, where he displays the evidence of his current investigation, which includes a half eaten Milky Way and a baseball he found in his beet fields.  He believes that there are teenagers who have been loitering on his property.  He thinks they may be having sex in the fields.   
After the meeting, we head back to the farm.  When Dwight unlocks the door, we have to fight are way into the house because Angela’s cats are blocking the entrance.  Dwight says I can watch TV in the den while he gives Sprinkles her hairball medication.  Angela tends to become cross when Dwight does not follow her orders promptly.  I know the job is done when I hear yowling, followed by spitting and a few unrepeatable words from Dwight.  I fall asleep watching the Battlestar Galactica marathon, the only thing on his TIVO.  
Sunday morning, Dwight, Angela, and I attend church.  Afterwards, Dwight makes me walk home, stating, “Gas ain’t free!”</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>In an attempt to reclaim his former glory as a Lackawanna County Volunteer Sheriff’s Deputy, Dwight attends Saturday night Block Watch meetings, where he acts as the neighborhood’s lead investigator.  I attend the meeting with him, where he displays the evidence of his current investigation, which includes a half eaten Milky Way and a baseball he found in his beet fields.  He believes that there are teenagers who have been loitering on his property.  He thinks they may be having sex in the fields.<br />
After the meeting, we head back to the farm.  When Dwight unlocks the door, we have to fight are way into the house because Angela’s cats are blocking the entrance.  Dwight says I can watch TV in the den while he gives Sprinkles her hairball medication.  Angela tends to become cross when Dwight does not follow her orders promptly.  I know the job is done when I hear yowling, followed by spitting and a few unrepeatable words from Dwight.  I fall asleep watching the Battlestar Galactica marathon, the only thing on his TIVO.<br />
Sunday morning, Dwight, Angela, and I attend church.  Afterwards, Dwight makes me walk home, stating, “Gas ain’t free!”
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 		<title>Comment on Angela Asks by: HYP3R6IR1</title>
		<link>http://www.northernattack.com/archives/angela-asks/#comment-1550</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Jul 2006 03:32:07 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Dwight-

On Friday night, Dwight would go drinking with his laser tag buddies and then go home to catch an episode of Battlestar Galactica.  Saturday morning, he would go to a anime convention and checked out the new movies and comics.  The next day, Angela and Dwight headed to church (&quot;gas ain't free!&quot;) and then spend the rest of the day at Angela's house playing with her cats, at Angela’s request of course.</description>
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	<p>On Friday night, Dwight would go drinking with his laser tag buddies and then go home to catch an episode of Battlestar Galactica.  Saturday morning, he would go to a anime convention and checked out the new movies and comics.  The next day, Angela and Dwight headed to church ("gas ain't free!") and then spend the rest of the day at Angela's house playing with her cats, at Angela’s request of course.
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 		<title>Comment on Angela Asks by: Lauren</title>
		<link>http://www.northernattack.com/archives/angela-asks/#comment-1548</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Jul 2006 00:48:30 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>A weekend with Kelly:

Kelly leaves work at 5:03, exactly two minutes after Ryan leaves.  She follows him home, always sure to keep at least three cars distance behind him.  She becomes distraught when she sees him leave his house at 8:00 with a &quot;fugly chick.&quot;

Saturday is spent tailing Ryan again, with a break around three to go shoe shopping.  She buys a pair of pink heels that are &quot;totally Paris Hilton, but not in a slutty way.&quot;

On Sunday she has breakfast with her sister (no, her other sister.  The one that's still alive).  She doesn't follow Ryan today because it is Sunday and &quot;holy and stuff.&quot;

Before she goes to bed she takes out a shirt that Ryan left in her car once, and smells it for five minutes before falling asleep.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>A weekend with Kelly:</p>
	<p>Kelly leaves work at 5:03, exactly two minutes after Ryan leaves.  She follows him home, always sure to keep at least three cars distance behind him.  She becomes distraught when she sees him leave his house at 8:00 with a "fugly chick."</p>
	<p>Saturday is spent tailing Ryan again, with a break around three to go shoe shopping.  She buys a pair of pink heels that are "totally Paris Hilton, but not in a slutty way."</p>
	<p>On Sunday she has breakfast with her sister (no, her other sister.  The one that's still alive).  She doesn't follow Ryan today because it is Sunday and "holy and stuff."</p>
	<p>Before she goes to bed she takes out a shirt that Ryan left in her car once, and smells it for five minutes before falling asleep.
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 		<title>Comment on Angela Asks by: Lori</title>
		<link>http://www.northernattack.com/archives/angela-asks/#comment-1547</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Jul 2006 00:03:37 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Each Friday, Angela Martin leaves Dunder Mifflin behind, as well as her strait-laced Christian persona. Reaching into her dark gray purse, she retrieves a small velvet box containing her engagement ring. With a smirk, she slips it onto her finger. Arriving at the large farmhouse she shares with Dwight, she's greeted with passionate kisses, a romantic dinner, engaging conversation, quality time with her cats, and an early bedtime.

On Saturday afternoon, Angela and Dwight make their bimonthly pilgrimage into New York City to visit Toys in Babeland, their favorite adult toy shop. After a quick dinner, they hurry home for a night filled with naughty pleasures. Angela dons her black leather dominatrix gear; Dwight obeys her every command. They enjoy several of the items purchased earlier in the day. As dawn breaks on Sunday, both are spent and fall asleep in each other's arms. By late afternoon, they awaken and do a few, previously neglected, chores around the house.

Monday morning, kisses and good-byes are exchanged and they drive separately back to Dunder Mifflin. In the parking lot, Angela slips off her engagement ring and returns it to the velvet box in her purse.

No one suspects a thing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>Each Friday, Angela Martin leaves Dunder Mifflin behind, as well as her strait-laced Christian persona. Reaching into her dark gray purse, she retrieves a small velvet box containing her engagement ring. With a smirk, she slips it onto her finger. Arriving at the large farmhouse she shares with Dwight, she's greeted with passionate kisses, a romantic dinner, engaging conversation, quality time with her cats, and an early bedtime.</p>
	<p>On Saturday afternoon, Angela and Dwight make their bimonthly pilgrimage into New York City to visit Toys in Babeland, their favorite adult toy shop. After a quick dinner, they hurry home for a night filled with naughty pleasures. Angela dons her black leather dominatrix gear; Dwight obeys her every command. They enjoy several of the items purchased earlier in the day. As dawn breaks on Sunday, both are spent and fall asleep in each other's arms. By late afternoon, they awaken and do a few, previously neglected, chores around the house.</p>
	<p>Monday morning, kisses and good-byes are exchanged and they drive separately back to Dunder Mifflin. In the parking lot, Angela slips off her engagement ring and returns it to the velvet box in her purse.</p>
	<p>No one suspects a thing.
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