Checking the breakroom snack counter every 30 minutes to see if any food magically appeared. Just like your refrigerator at home. PGP.

Woke up at 4 a.m. to watch The Open and now I can’t stay awake at work. PGP.

My cable went out during Jeopardy last night. PGP.

Making a trip to the post office last three hours. PGP.

The only donuts left are cut in half. PGP.

Being way too pleased with your Quiznos order. PGP.

Turning up the volume on your headphones ever so slightly when “Turn Down For What” comes on your Spotify. PGP.

Purposely leaving your job off your Tinder profile. PGP.

Actually renting the runway. PGP.

I record golf when I’m out of the house on Sunday afternoons. I’ve officially become my father. PGP.

Spending more time perfecting my work playlist than doing actual work. PGP.

Having to scour WeightWatchers.com to find the (apparently) mysterious number of points a decent beer will cost me. I just want to drink a damn beer. PGP.

Never being able to find the secret bathroom everyone talks about. PGP.

The Engineering Department has a 56-inch flat screen mounted on the wall in full view of everybody on their side. I am not in the Engineering Department. PGP.

A coworker randomly blurting movie quotes at you because you share the same favorite movie. PGP.

I joined a bowling league, mainly to have an excuse to drink on Wednesday nights. PGP.

Would anyone notice if I kept my shoes off when I went to the bathroom? PGP.

Having to wait until your lunch break for Friday hangover brunch. PGP.

An older coworker referring to pressing the power button on a computer as “reworking the hard-drive.” PGP.

My team got All Star Game tickets the day I faked an illness. PGP.