Needing 2-3 years experience for every entry level job, which makes absolutely no sense. PGP.

The girl who’s “not single, just looking for friends” on Tinder. PGP.

My tinder matches are really starting to scrape the bottom of the barrel. PGP.

Getting to use the shredder being the highlight of your day. PGP.

Those nights when “dinner” is half a bottle of Two Buck Chuck, a row of Thin Mints, and a full serving of shame. PGP.

Tinder-ing all the local talent while out of town on a business trip. PGP.

Giving blood at the company blood drive, not to save lives but to get out of work and lay down for an hour. PGP.

Got a flat tire after work. Didn’t tell anyone, but took a picture to use as an excuse if I’m ever late. PGP.