Fantasy league trash talk just got a little too personal.

The person in the stall next to you asking “Is that you?” and you’re pretty sure you don’t know them. PGP.

My cube mate brought her sick child to work. PGP.

My workout today was jogging to the Chinese takeout place.

When I get a Brazilian wax, I instantly want to have sex.

I’m starting to really appreciate jazz music. PGP

Preparing for an interview with another company while attempting to still look productive at your current job. PGP.

Immediately deleting any emails requesting volunteers.

“Meets expectations” across the board on my annual evaluation. PGP

I left my office wife.