Last night, I had a dream I bought a Maserati. The entire dream I worried about my credit, car payments, and repair costs. I woke up in a cold sweat. PGP.

Having to choose between 20 minutes more sleep or rubbing one out before work. PGP.

My beer chugging skills now are solely used to chug meal replacement smoothies. PGP.

Screw billables, I want bagels. PGP.

Just overheard my boss say, “I can still do a keg stand.” PGP.

I actually have a lot of responsibility and very little oversight at my job. It’s terrifying. PGP.

I just lost all respect for my coworker because she doesn’t like Chipotle. PGP.

Feeling better about “Nice work” coming from PGP than your own boss. PGP.