Chandler Quits His Job
You guys, Chandler's coming.
And he says he has, like, this incredible news.
So when he gets here, let's all act like, you know-- - Hey. - Hey.
Never mind, but it was gonna be really good.
- What's going on? - What is it?
So it's a typical day at work.
I'm in putting my numbers and Big Al calls me into his office and tells me he wants to make me processing supervisor.
- That is great! - Oh, my God! - Congratulations! - So... I quit.
- Why? Why? - Why?
Why? This was supposed to be a temp job.
Yeah, Chandler, you've been there for five years.
If I took this promotion, it would be like admitting that this is what I actually do.
So was it a lot more money?
It doesn't matter. I just don't want to be one of those guys that's in his office until 12 o'clock at night worrying about the weenus.
The-- the weenus?
Weakly estimated net usage systems.
It's a processing term.
Oh, that weenus.
Okay, so what are you gonna do?
I don't know. That's the thing.