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Mr. Baxter...Donald Trump Steve...Chris Parnell [Steve is sitting at his desk in his office working on his computer. The door to his office is open halfway] [Mr. Baxter, Steve's boss, knocks on the door] Mr. Baxter: Can I come in? Steve: (looks up) Mr. Baxter? Sure, come on in! Mr. Baxter: Thanks. Steve: Uh, I have to admit, I'm a little surprised. I thought my employee evaluation wasn't until 11:30AM? Mr. Baxter: It was, but I decided to change things. Instead of you having to come to my office, I thought I'd visit you in your office. You know, so I could see you in your own element. Steve: Well, that sounds good to me. Would you like to sit down? Mr. Baxter: That would be great. I'll just close your door behind me. Steve: (jumps up quickly) Oh, you really don't have to do that... (Mr. Baxter closes the door and finds a dartboard with his picture on it on the interior side of the door) Mr. Baxter: (surprised) Now what is this? Steve: (frightened) Now, sir, I can explain that... Mr. Baxter: A dartboard with my picture on it. Fascinating. Steve: (nervous) Really, I can explain... Mr. Baxter: (slowly) I've got to say, Steve.... Steve: (wincing) Yes? Mr. Baxter: I'm flattered. To think that you use my picture for encouragement to hit the bullseye when you play a game of darts! I'm going to have the company whip up a bunch of these and have them distributed to the other workers. It'll increase motivation by at least ten percent! You'll be getting a raise for this! Steve: (shocked) Wow...Uh, I don't know what to say. Thank you, sir. I really appreciate it. Mr. Baxter: No, Steve, I should be thanking you. (pause) Anyway, let's start your evaluation. [The "You've Got Mail" sound comes from Steve's computer] Mr. Baxter: But first, you'll answer that e-mail. Steve: Oh, don't worry about that. It's not important. Mr. Baxter: Nonsense! Let's see who it's from! (walks over to Steve's computer and opens his e-mail) Steve: Sir, really, it can wait.... Mr. Baxter: (surprised) That's odd...The sender is my wife Janine. Why would she be e-mailing you? Steve: I can explain... Mr. Baxter: (reading the e-mail) "Thanks again for Saturday night. With Ronald out of town on business, I'm glad you were able to come and 'clean my pipes.' We should do it again (and again and again) sometime." Steve: (pleading) Sir, I'm so sorry! It wasn't my fault! Mr. Baxter: (raises his hand) Steve, I won't hear a word of it! Steve: (gulps) I understand completely, sir. Mr. Baxter: To think that you would go to my house on a Saturday night to help my wife with a plumbing problem! Steve: (surprised) A plumbing problem? Mr. Baxter: Our regular guy retired a few months ago, and I've been so busy with work that I haven't had time to find a replacement. I'm just relieved that my wife found your number and that you were available. Steve: (catching on) Right...That's me, the always reliable Steve. Mr. Baxter: Well, dedication like yours should be rewarded. Steve, you're getting a promotion! Steve: (surprised) Really? Mr. Baxter: You bet. We don't need to bother with the evaluation anymore. Let me go talk to the middlemen, and you should be in your new office by 2PM. Steve: Wow. I don't know what to say. Mr. Baxter: (shakes Steve's hand) Then don't say anything. See you later, Mr. Junior Executive. [Mr. Baxter leaves] Steve: (to himself) Wow, he really is a nice, understanding guy. It's a shame that it's too late to stop that hit I put out on him. [Steve picks up some darts and throws them at the Mr. Baxter dartboard, laughing to himself as we fade out] Rate or review this sketch | Prior comments |
