Nothing kills a buzz faster than finding out you don’t have President’s Day off at 6 p.m. on Sunday. PGP.
Leaving one suit coat at your desk at all times so your boss doesn’t know if you’ve truly left. PGP.
Single Ply Toliet Paper. PGP.
Bright and breezy while at work. Dark and cold when you get off. PGP.
Accidentally peeped my manager’s notepad during conversation. It said: “NO ANALYTICAL SKILLS”. PGP.
Your parking job being your proudest accomplishment of the work day. PGP.
Middle management role with entry-level pay. PGP.
Stopped by at a bagel shop this morning and found out the bagel wasn’t toasted after I got to the office. PGP.
I have two sets of tupperware with similar but not matching lids and it’s slowly driving me insane. PGP.
My dog puked on my carpet not even 10 minutes after I finished cleaning my apartment. PGP.
My life is now just a never ending cycle of Pepto-Bismol and sleeping pills. PGP.
I’ve texted more with my boss in the last two days than anyone else. PGP.
Bachelor being the most romantic part of my week…and I’m in a relationship. PGP.
Our vendors have decided to double the cost for everything because my manager is a poor relationship manager. PGP.
The only company not taking today off. PGP.
Boss described my job as “holding down the fort.” PGP.
Getting a good night’s sleep, but still depending on coffee to get through the day. PGP.
I’ve learned I have to schedule about a half hour block in my day to answer stupid questions. PGP.
I’m still hungover from day drinking on Sunday. PGP.
Everyone around me is either in a committed relationship or too old to hang out together. PGP.