By Bob, Team Jim's resident expert on everything.
It all started in the early 2000s, when I first joined Team Jim. We were the cool kids, the ones who wore pleated pants and drank Surge soda.
I quickly rose through the ranks, earning the title of Assistant to the Assistant Regional Manager.
But little did anyone know, I had a secret: I was secretly a master of the ancient art of Extreme Ironing.
My colleagues thought me mad, but I persevered, ironing my pants to a crisp in the break room at 3am every night.
And so, my legend grew, and Team Jim was forever changed.