Using the same programs your dad used at his first entry level accounting job. PGP.

An intern just showed me how to do my job. I wish I was lying. PGP.

Over-sharers, close-talkers, and heavy-breathers. PGP.

No one believing that it’s the pleats. PGP.

My phone actually rang today. It scared the crap out of me. PGP.

Oh, so this is what being poor feels like. PGP.

Praying for a system failure. PGP.

Already thinking of excuses to get out of the company Christmas party. PGP.

Constantly fantasizing about power quitting. PGP.

“College me” would beat the shit out of “post grad me.” PGP.

Regularly having to explain things to, cover for, and go out of your way to help the incompetent people in your office that have twice the responsibility and salary level you do. PGP.

An ironing board is on my Christmas list. PGP.