Et tu, Schruté? Let this be a lesson to us all — backstabbing and waffles simply do not mix. Dwight's attempt at a violent overthrow of the Scranton branch blows up in his face for a myriad of reasons: Jan's aversion to him in general ("You should talk to Michael and he'll talk to me and that way we don't have to speak to each other."); his fellow employees' lack of faith in him (as Pam put it, "I have this old vacuum cleaner that's broken. If Dwight doesn't work out, maybe that could be manager."); and, perhaps most obviously, his egregious error in daring to disparage Michael's car. Betrayal is one thing, but smack-talk a man's Sebring convertible and brother, it's go time. Fortunately, there's no dust-up so severe that it can't be resolved with equal parts groveling, hugging-it-out-b*tch and some good old-fashioned workplace shaming. If Dunder-Mifflin was a little more like Neptune High, I guarantee Dwight would have found himself duct-taped to the flagpole on front cam...
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