For anyone who’s stuck with The Office through thick and thin, fat years and lean years, the slow disintegration of Jan Levenson’s sanity and stern rule of Charles Miner and the misguided creepiness of Robert California — or even those who tuned in after a long break just to see how everything turned out — last night’s 75-minute-long finale was pretty much perfect.
Basically everybody got what they wanted: Dwight and Angela wed in appropriately weird Schrute fashion. Andy revealed that he’d moved back to Ithaca to work at his beloved alma mater (Cornell — ever heard of it?). Nellie stumbled into motherhood in the most random way possible. Erin found her parents, played adorably by Joan Cusack and Ed Begley Jr. Oscar worked on a campaign for state senate, while Kevin discovered that bartending suited him much better than accounting. Ryan and Kelly returned to Scranton separately, only to run off together (and, most likely, immediately break up again offscreen). Jim and Pam decided to move to Austin, where Jim will rejoin Athlead — sorry, Athleap — and Pam will, I don’t know, eat tacos or something.
And then there’s Michael Scott, whose “surprise” appearance wasn’t really much of a surprise. Even so, though, it was pretty great — especially when we learned that he had at least two kids and two phones, because “he’s just so happy to have a family plan.” Excuse me, but I think there’s something in my eye. (That’s what she said.)
The notion of Michael finally getting the family he’s always wanted was enough to melt the heart of even the nit-pickiest fan. That said, the finale had no shortage of sob-inducing moments, which brings me to this morning’s main question: At what point during the finale did you start crying?