Living vicariously through people who put in their two weeks notice. PGP.

“Are you the new intern?” PGP.

The teachers on summer vacation, complaining about how little they make, make more than me. PGP.

Left HR but I’m too invested in my profile to make a new one. PGP.

Accidentally sent my boss a Ric Flair gif. I haven’t heard anything back… PGP.

Office was broken into over the weekend. They raided the fridge and stabbed the Coke machine with a butcher knife. PGP.

I’m not allowed to wear headphones at work. PGP.

My rival at the company gym is twice my age. PGP.

“Your password is about to expire.” PGP.

Putting in your two weeks notice and loving every second of it. PGP.