Playing phone tag. PGP.

Monday morning internal company newsletters. PGP.

Having a dining room table, but using the coffee table instead out of habit. PGP.

Parents referring to your dog as their grandchild. PGP.

Sunday night blues. PGP.

I seriously haven’t done a fucking thing today. PGP.

Bragging in your cover letter e-mail about your impeccable attention to detail and then noticing a typo after you’ve sent it. PGP.

My LinkedIn profile consisting of bits and pieces from my coworkers’ profiles. PGP.

Friday afternoon and your boss decides to stay late. PGP.

Constantly monitoring who is viewing your linkedin profile. PGP.

Telling people you’re in sales. PGP.

“Please remain on the line, a representative will be on the line with you shortly. Your call is very important to us.” PGP.