Dear Executive Producers of “The Office”,

I love your show. I love that Dwight owns a beet farm, I love that Angela has a thing for babies dressed like adults, I love that Kevin has anal fissures. I love that Stanley grew up “on the ghetto”, that Michael grilled his foot on a George Foreman grill, and that Oscar’s mexicanity is what defines him, not his gayness. I love Bob Vance (Vance Refrigeration), Threat Level Midnight, and Creed Bratton.

And I love Jim and Pam. Not to wax poetically here, but in my mind, they are the heart and soul of the show. As much as I love Michael’s antics, Andy’s songs, and Meredith’s alcoholism, Jim and Pam are what make “The Office” so addicting. They’re real people: emotional, awkward, funny, desperate, and about a million things in between. They’re subtle, brilliant, honest…and would never smoke a clove cigarette at an Alicia Keys concert.

So after three years of Jim’s unrequited love, Pam’s reluctance to admit her true feelings, a season 2 finale that left me with as much hope as Eddie Murphy before the 2007 Oscars, a season 3 premiere that left me with as much disappointment as Eddie Murphy after the 2007 Oscars (still think “Norbit” was a good idea?), a Jim-Karen romance, a Pam-Roy engagement/break-up/reunion/break-up/macing, and a season 3 finale that had me dreaming about those three little words (“It’s a date”) for four months, we FINALLY get to see Jim and Pam together. As a couple. A loving couple. Together. Jim and Pam. A couple. For real. And although season 4 has been a little off (we’ll place some of the blame on the writer’s strike), I have delighted in seeing Jim and Pam together. As a couple. A loving couple. An ordinary, run-of-the-mill couple. No cinematic swoons, no sloppy kisses as the sun sets, no obligatory nudity. No dramatic fights with high-pitched screeching. No contrived plot twists where they actually turn out to be related (I’m looking at you, “Brothers and Sisters”). And I love it. I every every small acknowledgement of their growing relationship, every time they joke with each other, every time Jim admits he’s “in love” with italian food.

So PLEASE, writers and producers of “The Office”, LET JIM AND PAM BE. Let their romance unfold realistically. I’m not saying you can’t throw in a speed bump every now and then, but please don’t make them so high that it damages the muffler. Because I like the muffler the way it is. Too many TV shows are OBSESSED with getting people together/breaking people up/almost getting them back together/making them fight/getting them in unhappy realtionships with others/making each other jealous/and finally bringing them back together…at which point the spark has dimmed and the reunion seems contrived and is ultimately unfulfilling (I’m looking at you, “Friends”).

Believe me, I’m interested in Jim and Pam as a couple. I will ALWAYS be interested in Jim and Pam as a couple. I have faith in your writing abilities, and know you can come up with storylines that deal with their realtionship in a realistic and funny way. If I want over-dramatic, I’ll watch “Grey’s Anatomy”. But I don’t want over-dramatic. I want Jim and Pam. PB & J. Please don’t break my heart.

Sincerely,

Jennie