This guy I work with walks by my desk every day at 4 to get his mail, signifying there’s an hour left in the workday. We have never spoken or exchanged a glance. He is hands down my favorite coworker. PGP.

I imagine some master alarm sounding in the IT room with flashing red lights every time I attempt to access a blocked site. PGP.

Being a democrat in college and a republican after your first paycheck. PGP.

Checking LinkedIn to see if the person you’ve been emailing is hot. PGP.

I just saw a bird crash into the window, break its neck, and fall to it’s death. Lucky bastard. PGP.

That one coworker who acts like the office mother. PGP.

Getting caught checking Tinder while on a date with a girl you met on Tinder. PGP.

My boss forgot she wasn’t talking to her husband and accidentally said, “I love you,” to me on the phone last night. PGP.