When literally the only thing your boss does is forward emails. PGP.
Praying that hilarious nickname your superior just gave you doesn’t stick. PGP.
My rolled up sleeves say I’m working hard. My blank computer screen says my sleeves are full of shit. PGP.
Thinking “That’s my pen, isn’t it?” but not having the balls to say anything. PGP.
If I eat a really big breakfast, maybe I can save money by skipping lunch. PGP.
When browsing Match.com profiles gives you the same amount of excitement as browsing fantasy football free agents. PGP.
That one guy in the sales room that talks WAY louder into his headset than is necessary. PGP.
Locking your computer screen every time you leave your desk so no one can look at all the work you haven’t been doing. PGP.
Responding with “thank you” after being told you are being fired. PGP.
Having a predetermined spot in your desk drawer for plastic forks and napkins. PGP.
An older and incredibly out of shape coworker suggesting that the two of you start working out together. PGP.
Driving and emailing is now a much more significant issue than driving and texting. PGP.