Michael THs that he's excited about the new company. "But 70 percent of me is water, and the other part... thinks that all of these changes suck ba--"

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There's a line for people to fill up their aluminum containers at the water cooler, and Michael's pretty bitter when Toby empties the bottle before Michael's turn comes. I think we all know that this is the kind of thing that, to Michael, falls under the category of "last straw." Later, in the kitchen, Michael complains to Gabe about all the changes. Gabe says there's nothing he can do, as they're all a matter of policy, but when Michael cheerfully offers to call some higher-ups and talk to them himself, Gabe suddenly comes over a lot more helpful.

Jim and Pam love the day care center the minute they walk in. Jim even likes the cute little signs on the unisex bathroom door. For some idiotic reason I'll never understand, he opens it, and a full-grown bearded dude on the throne in there waves him away. Stunned, Jim goes right over and tells Pam. They worry that this might be the guy they're supposed to be meeting with. Well, would they rather it was some random guy who wandered in off the street to take a dump?

Erin thinks Andy is going to ask her out any time, and that when he does, it's going to be even better than the twelve drummers drumming. But Andy thinks the ball is in Erin's court. This is going to be a dead ball. For a very long time.

In the conference room, Michael stands over Gabe while he has a laptop videoconference with Jo Bennett, although he stays out of sight of the webcam. Jo seems like a very hands-on CEO. Noticing Gabe is distracted by someone behind her, she orders Gabe to turn the laptop around so she can talk to him directly. And that's how Michael meets the new CEO. They start off pleasantly enough, but when he complains to her about all the changes, she is the opposite of receptive. In fact, she gives Michael until the end of the day to tell Gabe again that he can't handle them, and Michael offers to tell him right now. "I would take until the end of the day," Jo says very firmly. Without another word, Michael walks out. Out of the conference room, and out of the building, and in his car and out of the parking lot, hurling his new aluminum Sabre bottle out his window as he goes. And of course he spiders someone's windshield.