Checking people’s hands on their steering wheels for wedding rings when stuck in traffic on your commute. PGP.
Closing an action-item with your boss at the urinal. PGP.
I swear the night cleaning crew stole my headphones. PGP.
Putting your car vents on high to try and finish blow drying your hair on the way to work. PGP.
Yelling “I’m still here!” when the automatic lights go out. PGP.
Asking a coworker about the hot new girl and finding out it’s her daughter. PGP.
My sociopathic ability to smile, mingle, and act interested is twice what it was in college. PGP.
Repeatedly explaining basic Microsoft Office commands to older coworkers. PGP.
Sometimes when people walk by my desk I just pick up the phone and yell “SELL! SELL! SELL!” PGP.
Never having any “big plans” for the weekend when coworkers ask. PGP.
Still getting rejection letters after you’ve accepted an offer. PGP.
When the idea of drinking with your mom becomes less absurd than it used to be. PGP.