What's next?
Next Task
It was from Dwight again. Crawl around the ladies room until you've asked three women if they've seen a tube of anal fungus cream.
You gotta be fucking kidding me. Jo hopped off the counter and went to the ladies room. One of the secretaries May was in there. Jo dropped to her hands and knees. "Have you seen a tube of anal fungal cream?"
"Uhh, can't say that I have," said May as she dried her hands. She rolled her eyes and left.
Jo kept it up until she asked two more female coworkers the same humiliating question. She then got up and went to Dwight's office. He was in there tinkering with a keyboard. "Hello, Jo," he said. "How's your day going?"
Jo slammed the door behind her. "You know full well, you little..."
"Stop talking, kneel, and put your hands behind your head."
Jo's mouth snapped shut, and she knelt and put her hands behind her head.
"Open your mouth, stick your tongue out, and close your eyes, and keep that face."
Again Jo obeyed. She was in hell. She had no idea what to expect.
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