Take a look at this. That right there is the mail. Now let’s talk
about the mail. Can we talk about the mail, please, Mac? I’ve been
dying to talk about the mail with you all day, OK? “Pepe Silvia,”
this name keeps coming up over and over again. Every day Pepe’s mail
is getting sent back to me. Pepe Silvia! Pepe Silvia! I look in the
mail, and this whole box is Pepe Silvia! So I say to myself, “I
gotta find this guy! I gotta go up to his office and put his mail in
the guy’s goddamn hands! Otherwise, he’s never going to get it and
he’s going to keep coming back down here.” So I go up to Pepe’s
office and what do I find out, Mac? What do I find out?! There is no
Pepe Silvia. The man does not exist, okay? So I decide, “Oh shit,
buddy, I gotta dig a little deeper.” There’s no Pepe Silvia? You
gotta be kidding me! I got boxes full of Pepe! All right. So I start
marchin’ my way down to Carol in HR and I knock on her door and I
say, “CAAAAROL! CAAROOOLLLL! I gotta talk to you about Pepe.” And
when I open the door what do I find? There’s not a single goddamn
desk in that office! There…is…no…Carol in HR. Mac, half the
employees in this building have been made up. This office is a goddamn
ghost town.
