Taco Bell for breakfast because you were late for work. Taco Bell for dinner because you have no self respect. PGP.

Being stuck between a rock (smelly lady) and a hard place (annoying guy) all day. PGP.

What is this work/life balance I keep hearing about? PGP.

Somehow always getting the cart at the grocery store with a loud, broken wheel. PGP.

Telling yourself, “Tomorrow’s another day,” before noon. PGP.

I like to mix flavors of Emergen-C. I call it an “adult suicide.” PGP.

Refusing to even go after an attractive coworker for fear of being the “office couple.” PGP.

The walk of shame now being the distance from the restroom to your cubicle after being in there for an absurd amount of time. PGP.

The guy that talks in corporate cliches all day, every day. PGP.

Awkwardly waiting in line at the water cooler as the office fitness freak fills up her 30 gallon water bottle. PGP.

Answering the phone with a fake accent to make your day just a little more interesting. PGP.

Being upset about how far down the list your email was added to the mass email. PGP.