*Jim walks into the office late*
*As he sits down Dwight hands him a yellow slip of paper*
Jim Halpert: Oh, what's this?
Dwight Schrute: That is a demerit.
Jim Halpert: *reads* "Jim Halpert. Tardiness." Oh, I love it already
Dwight Schurte: You've got to learn Jim. You are a second in command, but that does not put you above the law.
Jim: Oh, I
understand. And I also have lots of
questions. Like, what does a demerit mean?
Dwight: Let's put it this way. You do not want to recieve three of those.
Jim: Lay it on me.
Dwight: Three demerits and you'll receive a citation.
Jim: Now, that sounds serious.
Dwight: Oh, it is serious. Five citations and you're looking at a violation. Four of those and you'll recieve a verbal warning.
Keep it up and you're looking at a written warning. Two, of those, that will land you in a world of hurt, in the form of a disciplinary reveiw, written up by me and placed on the desk of my immeadiate superior.
Jim: Which would be me.
Dwight: That is correct.
Jim: Okay. I want a copy on my desk by the end of the day or you will receive a full desaggelation.
Dwight: What's a... What's that?
Jim: Oh
you don't want to know.
*Dwight looks horrified*
