Chugging coffee so I can take as many bathroom breaks as possible during all day training with our auditors. PGP.

Having to write the “I’m pretty sure I just really fucked up” email to your boss. PGP.

“So what are you giving up for Lent?” PGP.

Replying all to ask people not to reply all. Oh, the irony. PGP.

My work wife was laid off this morning for “reasons purely financial.” PGP.

Calling in sick for Monday during brunch on Sunday. PGP.

Getting my cubicle downgraded to a trading desk layout. PGP.

Car got stolen. In the suburbs. PGP.