My beer chugging skills now are solely used to chug meal replacement smoothies. PGP.

Having the company card on work travel, but opting to stay in for a good night’s rest. PGP.

I have way too much in common with Peter Gibbons for only being 23. PGP.

Having troubling determining whats been longer, my dry streak or unemployment. PGP.

Talking shit to the foursome behind you at the work conference scramble. PGP.

Screw billables, I want bagels. PGP.

Just keep swimming, just keep swimming. PGP.

The guy who doesn’t even pretend to care about making eye contact in the hallway. PGP.

Just overheard my boss say, “I can still do a keg stand.” PGP.

Checking your bank account multiple times a day out of sheer boredom. PGP.

I sipped the company Kool-Aid today. I kind of liked it. PGP.

Too old to have roommates. Too poor to live alone. PGP.