INT. OFFICE - DAY
A pile of folders are dumped into an "IN BOX". PULL BACK to find SIMON, an ordinary guy, business attire, sitting in cubicle. His arrogant BOSS hovers above his desk with a coffee mug that reads: "I'll Decide".
BOSS
Going to need all those on my desk by eleven.
SIMON
Ah, sure thing. I'll get right on these for you. These...
(re: folder)
...really awesome cost reports.
BOSS
Thanks, Steve.
SIMON
It's Simon, sir.
BOSS
(couldn't give a shit)
Okey Dokey.
His BOSS struts off and chats up an attractive female co-worker, MERCEDES.
As Simon adjusts the NAME PLACARD on his desk which clearly reads: SIMON GARRETT... Another CO-WORKER haphazardly drops more folders on top of it.
OLDER EMPLOYEE
(over his shoulder)
You're a popular man, Steve.
SIMON
(calls after him)
It's Simon. And I've been working here two years!
RONALD, Simon's cubicle mate, motions to "simmer down".
RONALD
Geez. You're freaking everyone out, Steve.
SIMON
My name is Simon!
