Answering the office phone is basically corporate Russian Roulette. PGP.

25 making 35. PGP.

Deleted my birth year on Facebook. PGP.

Checking over your shoulder before opening up a bikini picture on Facebook. PGP.

The first word out of my mouth every day is “fuuuuuuck.” PGP.

My office has seven people in one room. If I’m in the bathroom for longer than five minutes, everyone knows why. PGP.

Regretting the obligatory “If you have any questions, please let me know” after someone emails you back with a question. PGP.

Ending emails with a passive aggressive “please help me understand” after irrefutably supporting your case. I know I’m right, do you? PGP.

My married manager asks about my sexual conquests. Every Monday. PGP.

Expectations beyond your capabilities. PGP.

It smells like cheap perfume and shame in the elevator today. PGP.

Getting hired for a job, but not really knowing what you’ll actually be doing. PGP.