It’s only 8 a.m., and my new cubemate has already used ‘hump day, right?’ and ‘I haven’t had my coffee yet’. PGP.
Denise threw her back out and now lays on the floor of her cubicle for hours each day. PGP.
Different shirt, same pants. PGP.
“Please resend the documents in Microsoft Word version…” PGP.
Cubicle decorating contests. PGP.
Receiving an email from Cindy marked as ‘urgent’ at 4:30 on Halloween Friday. PGP.
The exhilarating feeling of going through the express lane at the grocery store with a few too many items. PGP.
Accidentally blacked out at the baseball game last night. PGP.
“K-Cup Bin Full. Please Empty.” PGP.
Falling asleep during the 3rd period or the 3rd quarter depending on what night it is. PGP.