Every single upset that I picked didn’t happened. PGP.

My favorite shows are all getting canceled this spring. PGP.

Do you have any Tums? PGP.

The desperate search for decent talk radio when traveling for work. PGP.

Having all the ingredients to cook dinner except for the motivation. PGP.

Attempting to network by adding someone you don’t know personally on LinkedIn and then awkwardly meeting them in person. PGP.

Tomorrow is my last day, considering myself a free agent. PGP.

Married coworkers living vicariously through you. PGP.

I had Iowa State in the Final Four. PGP.

Uninstalling and re-installing Tinder no longer gets around the likes limit. PGP.

Checking Instagram to figure out whether or not she has a kid. PGP.

Just got my first hemorrhoid. PGP.

Coworker prints out and highlights driving directions on MapQuest before we go on sales calls. PGP.

Pondering your lunch plan four hours before lunch. PGP.

Playing the “how often can I use the bathroom before he boss says something” game. PGP.

“Happy Friday.” PGP.

My girlfriend just got the “I would like to speak to a manager” haircut. PGP.

I’ve started referring to revenue as “rev”. PGP.

My boss only communicates with me through idioms, abbreviations, and curse words. PGP.

When going out for a beer actually means a single beer. PGP.