It really was amazing how he could be late so much, he only lived about two miles away, but he needed to put gas in his car and hadn't had time this morning so he thought using the bus would save some time. Too bad it took the wrong bus. Clearly he hadn't gone too far out of the way, but just enough to waste time. Honestly if he had just walked the half a block down the street to the gas station, got a can of gas and then drove back to the station to fill up he would have saved himself a lot of time instead of messing with the bus.
As Sam leaned against his cubicle wall and said something Jim smirked. "Just one of those morning. Took the wrong bus." He said as he put the papers that had fallen over back in a pile. It wasn't the nicest pile, but it was one none the less. "I know where everything is." He then said as he opened his desk draw looking for a red folder. "Damn it where is it?" He muttered under his breath, but still rather loudly. The work in the folder was something that he needed to start for it was due tomorrow at five. "Hey have you seen a red folder?" He then asked as he was searching in his draw.
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