Socks and underwear being the only items on your Christmas wish list. PGP.
Healthcare.gov works better than our company website. PGP.
Only getting Christmas day off. PGP.
It’s 3:30 – time for the lady next to me to get on the phone with her husband and figure out what they’re doing for dinner. PGP.
Just when you forget about a guy, he shows up on your LinkedIn “People You May Know.” PGP.
Perfecting your fake laugh before the company Christmas party. PGP.
Secretary told me “booze” wasn’t an acceptable gift to fill out on Secret Santa cards. PGP.
Hearing about the commute of every individual person that made it in during a snow storm. PGP.
Having to “play through the pain” from an injury to your mouse hand. PGP.
It’s frightening how comfortable I’ve become with faking any interest in small talk. PGP.
Really struggling through the Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show hangover right now. PGP.
Someone burnt popcorn yesterday afternoon, and the office still smells like burnt popcorn. PGP.