Just learned I have to carry a separate business iPhone, making me look like the biggest douche of all-time. PGP.

Being subjected to sitting in the one chair that squeaks in the conference room during a meeting. PGP.

My friends are all getting engaged. I’m still puking on street corners. PGP.

The overwhelming satisfaction you get when you see people you went to high school with doing much worse in life than you. PGP.

Coffee for breakfast, Red Bull for lunch, beer for supper. PGP.

That sinking feeling when you realize you relate to PGP posts much more than TFM posts. PGP.

The awkward stare-down when walking down the hallway toward your boss. PGP.

Forgetting the attachment. PGP.

Getting passive-aggressive comments about not contributing to the break room/party fund. PGP.

I’ve never been asked for proof that I graduated. PGP.

I’m drunk in my LinkedIn picture. PGP.

Started upper-middle class now I’m poor. PGP.