Driving for Lyft for four hours so I can afford my bar tab and a Lyft ride home. PGP.

I’m too scared to leave the office because the CEO and CFO are having a conversation by my car. PGP.

Having absolutely no use for sunglasses during the week. PGP.

“You’re getting paid with experience.” PGP.

Making eye contact through that gap in the stall door. PGP.

I’m starting to think all these recruiters on Linkedin are just contacting me to look busy at their jobs, because there is no way I’m qualified for what they are asking for. PGP.

Getting your testosterone levels checked. PGP.

The asshole/gentleman balance that worked in college just doesn’t work anymore. PGP.

Only filling up the gas tank halfway in the hope that prices will fall two cents overnight. PGP.

My current fantasy game hinges on tonight’s late game, but it starts past my bedtime. PGP.

Until recently, I thought Ariana Grande was a font in Microsoft Office. PGP.

Swiping right on what is an obvious Tinder bot just so you can have at least one match this week. PGP.