“Hey Dad, I’m coming home today” “Why?” PGP.
Telling the interns stories that start with “back in my day.” PGP.
My Pinterest-inspired lunch just looks like a mason jar full of shit. PGP.
A company partner asked me “What do you want to be when you grow up?” PGP.
Ate my bologna sandwich at my desk today with a sign taped to the back of my chair that said “Out to lunch.” PGP.
“Let’s take this offline” never ends well. PGP.
The only thing I have in common with the other women in my office is our love of Crockpots. PGP.
My middle-aged coworker just ask me if I knew where to buy weed. PGP.
Staying up way past your bed time just to watch your team lose. Again. PGP.
Last night, I had a sex dream. Didn’t even wake up with a boner. PGP.
Living off a steady diet of microwaveable meals and beer. PGP.
Got my very own surge protector today. PGP.