Fifth floor, end of dreams. Oh, yeah, I worked here before.
You know the toaster oven in our kitchen? It came from here.
Hi. Caroline Channing, reporting for my first day.
I went ahead and printed out my address,
social security number, and other important information to make your life easier.
Hey, I'm temp number two. Where your bathroom at?
I'll get Eli. He's my boss.
Sign these stating that if you're injured on the job, it's not our fault.
How would we injure ourselves in an office?
Let me just give you a "for instance."
Some girl, let's say her name is Sarah,
is walking through the office with her number 2 pencil facing up-ways.
Well, she trips over her shoes and falls,
and that number 2 pencil goes right through her eyeball and into her brain.
And now she's gotta eat applesauce through a straw the rest of her life.
See, that's not our fault, that's her fault.
As per the judge's decision in Sarah Drake vs. Westship insurance. Sign those. I'll get Eli.
Thank you. I'm sorry, I didn't get your name.
That's 'cause I didn't give it to you.