10am: “I’ll have a healthy homemade dinner tonight.” 5pm: “Chipotle one more time won’t kill me.” PGP.

When the guy in the next cubicle clips his fingernails, they somehow land on my keyboard. Every single time. PGP.

Making new friends over mutual hatred of the same coworker. PGP.

The guy in the cube next to me chews so loudly that I can hear him with headphones in. PGP.

Drinking room temperature coffee is just a thing you do now. PGP.

Work, gym, eat, sleep, rinse, repeat. PGP.

Grown men using smiley faces in emails. PGP.

Having PTSD after doing CrossFit for a month. PGP.

Exclamation points in every email, because then it seems like you don’t hate everything about your job and the person you’re emailing. PGP.

Game just went to overtime? I’ll check the score in the morning. PGP.

I can’t imagine how tired I’d be if I actually worked 40 hours. PGP.

Just gave my tax refund to the bartender. PGP.