Saying, “Hey…how’s it going? Good” in unison with a person you pass in the hallway. PGP.
Not knowing how loud you just farted in the office because you have headphones on. PGP.
Want to guarantee someone will walk over to your desk in the next 30 seconds? Fart. PGP.
Making a cup of coffee you won’t drink just so you can talk to the hot girl in the break room. PGP.
Unleashing hell during the five seconds after someone else flushes. PGP.
Excessive coughing to prove everyone you weren’t faking when you called in sick the past two days. PGP.
The coworkers that expect you to explode with joy when they bring their babies to work. PGP.
The instant 180 when you see all the stalls are taken. PGP.
Billing the time you spent setting your fantasy football lineup to the client you hate. PGP.
The fast food lunch that sends your day into a downward spiral of sluggishness and self-loathing. PGP.