Exclusively scheduling lunch/coffee meetings so I don’t ever have to spend my own money on food. PGP.
The supply room was restocked with my favorite pens and I’m pretty jazzed about it. PGP.
I can’t even fake being nice to people anymore. Now I’m just the office bitch. PGP.
Wife ordered me a Romphim. PGP.
Heard someone taking a huge dump through the door to the women’s restroom while walking by. PGP.
Threw up in an Uber. At 4 PM. On a Sunday. After Brunch. PGP.