Assuming that one day of bringing your lunch makes up for a month of fast food. PGP.

Moving the Snapchat text area to strategically block out your double chin. PGP.

Checking the qualifications, not the job description. PGP.

Only needing to reserve the conference room for Skype interviews with other companies. PGP.

Alcohol tolerance is down, caffeine tolerance is up. PGP.

My alma mater changed its logo. PGP.

I just said, “Last time I saw you, you were this big.” PGP.

Considering putting a “13.1” bumper sticker on your car just so people think you do more than eat pizza. PGP.

Fantasizing about sternly asking your micromanaging supervisor, “Just what exactly do you do around here?” PGP.

My coworkers always talk about how cool the guy that had my job before me was. PGP.

Not understanding how the hell Carrie Bradshaw could afford all those Manolo Blahniks. PGP.

Could really go for a Lean Cuisine right about now. PGP.