If I never have to hear the word “client” again, I’ll be fine. PGP.

Girlfriend puked in an Uber this weekend, considering taking $300 out of a mutual fund that I parked away cash for her engagement ring. PGP.

You either blackout a hero, or drink long enough to see yourself become the villian. PGP

Forgetting the attachment. PGP.

I’ve never been asked for proof that I graduated. PGP.

Patiently waiting for all the baby boomers to retire so we all can just work from home everyday. PGP.

My paycheck feels like a participation award. PGP.