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.