When the former regional manager passes away, Michael is upset that the staff is not reacting with his level of grief, so he forces them to sit and discuss it. This leads to a funeral for a bird that flew into the office building window. Naturally.
Over at the Stamford branch, Jim and Karen go on a quest to find her favorite brand of potato chips.
I lost Ed Truck... and it feels like somebody took my heart and dropped it into a bucket of boiling tears... and at the same time, somebody else is hitting my soul in the crotch with a frozen sledgehammer... and then a third guy walks in and starts punching me in the grief bone... and I'm crying, and nobody can hear me, because I'm terribly, terribly... terribly alone.Michael
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Jan: So, I wanted to let you know that we lost Ed Truck.
Michael: Oh-kay, let me see if I have his cell. Is this the only reason you are calling Jan or does somebody miss me?
Jan: Michael, Ed died over the weekend.
Michael: Oh, wow.
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