“Is that the only fucking song you know how to whistle!?” PGP.

Told a coworker that my boyfriend and I broke up. He confided in me that he and his wife just got divorced. Now he flirts with me every time I see him in the breakroom. PGP.

Using your web cam like a rearview mirror. PGP.

Coworkers that bring in their kid’s leftover Halloween candy. PGP.

Driving to work in the dark, driving home in the dark. PGP.

Showing up to work with your shirt sleeves already rolled up because you’re too lazy to iron them. PGP.

Checking the pockets of jackets you haven’t worn since last winter hoping to find money. PGP.

“Screw it, I’ll do it tomorrow” being your attitude with anything that comes up after lunch. PGP.

That one coworker who writes entire emails in the subject line. PGP.

Coworkers saying it’s “crazy” how dark it gets after the time change, even though this happens every single year. PGP.

The irrational fear that you’re going to fail a drug test when you don’t even do drugs. PGP.

Downloading the update for a fitness app you’ve never even used and probably never will. PGP.