Please kill me if I ever become the person in the office who wears the blinking Christmas lights necklace. PGP.

My office is colder than how I feel inside. PGP.

Promotions that manage to make you feel worse about yourself. PGP.

Happy hour planning at 9am. PGP.

Tindering your way through an entire staff meeting. PGP.

Starting a new game with myself called “How casual can I dress before I start getting questionable looks from coworkers?” PGP.