I used to watch The Office faithfully every Thursday night.  I even watched it when it was a struggling newcomer.  It appealed to me because of the job I had at that time. 

I watched as Angela fussed with the thermostat.  The next day at work, I watched as PT fussed with the thermostat.  She turned and looked at all of us with a glare warning us to not touch it again.  Her reaction wasn’t as funny as Angela’s. 

I watched the episode where Michael has to take the sexual harassment class.  My boss at the time disclosed an inappropriate story I’m still working hard to forget.  Again, not so funny.

Then I switched jobs.  And I got cast into the show.  Sure, I like to picture myself as Pam.  Nice, normal Pam.  I took a Facebook Quiz once and it said I was Pam.  We all know how reliable that information is so I didn’t press it.  No retakes for me. 

However, I began to have my doubts that I wasn’t Pam.  A sinking feeling that I am actually somebody else in The Office.  And then I laughed when I realized who I am. 

I am charm-type!