Ladies and gentlemen, brace yourselves. Something amazing happened to me.
I know, I am aware, plenty of amazing things have happened to me. The fated train ride; Tim Gunn; Mars 2112. I tell you the following story not so much to boast, but just to share. So please: HATERZ TO THE LEFT.
Yesterday, I arrived at work to find the following box on my desk.
The address label claimed it was from Merrill Lynch. Perhaps it could be a giant cube of money? Or bullion? Yes, it must be bullion.
Little did I know, this box contained something FAR MORE VALUABLE than bullion.
Find out what was mailed to me ahead.
OK. Are you sitting down? Here we go.
The box…
Contained…
A MUG AND THANK YOU NOTE COURTESY OF ANDY BUCKLEY, I.E. DAVID WALLACE, THE HOTTEST MAN ON TELEVISION (ALONGSIDE JON HAMM).
DAVID. F**KING. WALLACE!!!!
(Dan Hopper seriously had to catch me.)
Here is me Glamour Shotting it up with my new swag:
It saddens me to realize that I’ve never looked happier than in this photo.
The letter, which was hand-written on Dunder-Mifflin, Inc. stationary, said the following (cue pearl clutching):
Michelle (Ed. Note: SIGH.),
Been meaning to say “thanks for the kind words” for a while now — Please forgive my tardiness. (The spiraling stock market has had me a bit distracted). So finally: Thanks for the kind words. The mug’s for your next cup of tea on your giant teak porch…
Thanks…
DW
The air was literally sucked out of my lungs. He had referenced my “teak porch” comment from a few weeks ago. Ayayay.
Immediately, I road-runner-circle-legged-it over to the Best Week Ever pit, where all the ladies took turns reading the letter and smelling the paper (disappointingly, it smelled like paper, and not Acqua Di Gio). Then, BWE producer Amy Brenner suggested I frame the letter for posterity (wait til my Grandkids hear about this!), and within an hour, we managed to steal a frame from an abandoned office (byebye random guy’s Harvard Law Diploma) and voila! Memorabilia at its finest.
So is it now official? Is Andy Buckley the most wonderful actor-turned-banker-turned actor of all time? Yes. It is now official. (And Andy/David, if you’re reading this: You can expect a Best Week Ever travel mug any day now.)
On to less important things: Overall thoughts about last night’s Office episode, “Business Trip“:
Michael, Andy and Oscar go on a Business trip to Canada, where Michael falls in “love” with the all-knowing concierge. Let me just say, Michael sleeping with Reno 911‘s Deputy Clementine Johnson (the hilarious Wendi McLendon-Covey) is very Flintstone’s Meets The Jetsons: Two of my favorite shows combining in a meaningless hotel rendezvous. I believe it was when Wendi put his shoes outside of the door that Michael realized he’ll never be the same without Holly. Poor guy.
Ryan and Kelly being back together is brilliant. Best thing to ever happen to Daryl, surely. Mindy Kaling was on top of her sh*t last night.
Andy and Oscar‘s newfound friendship is another cashmere onesie for the soul. (Giggly drunk Oscar, anyone? Yes, everyone.) The drunk dialing of Angela was INSPIRED. (“Who is that, monkey?”)
The Jim and Pam storyline has come full circle: Pam is back, and gives up her dreams for Jim. What’s next for these two? I’d like to see Pam get pregnant behind the middle school. (Writers, please credit me.)
Loved the episode, Loved the week. While I continue chugging ice cold water out of my new mug, chat us up in the comments.
