Games of Thrones is my sole source of porn. PGP.
Overhearing a casual phone call to the vet about the patterns and consistency of your cube mate’s dog’s vomit. PGP.
A leather Filofax is the most exciting purchase I’ve made in six months. PGP.
Getting overly excited about the subscription to Consumer Reports I got for my birthday. PGP.
Remote parking. PGP.
Not only did my boss join me in the restroom, but proceeded to not wash his hands
Being so hungover on March 18th that you turn the lights off when you get to the office. PGP.
Always scanning the vending machine for freebies. Wishful thinking.
Staying well hydrated so you can act like you just had to pee when all the stalls are taken. PGP.
New office suite neighbors leading to increased bathroom traffic in the halls. Can’t I just poop in peace? PGP.
When you know you’ll be working all weekend because the rest of your team is on vacation and that major project is due Monday. PGP.
Using the handicap stall to cry in after your boss yells at you because it has an abundance of toilet paper PGP.