The new guy sits next to me so now I’m expected to be his best friend. PGP.

I am literally dead inside.

Asking Santa for a better job. PGP.

I can’t believe I was the best candidate for the job. I’m a dipshit employee. PGP.

Fuck. PGP.

Now I know why people drink wine every night. PGP.

I can’t remember the last time I smiled a genuine smile. PGP.