My coworkers call me “Hollywood” because I don’t have a kid. PGP.
Expecting a raise despite the fact that i do absolutely nothing at work. PGP
I finally understand, “girls don’t like boys, girls like cars and money.” PGP.
I’m dressing up as a skinny-fat dad for Halloween. Actually, I do that every day. PGP.
People in the office are bringing their kids in Friday to trick or treat. Now I have to share my candy. PGP
Comparing credit scores at the bar. PGP
Grotesquely over exaggerating your job title to the waitress at The United Airlines Club when she asks what you do for a living. PGP
Having an inferior credit card rewards program than your friends. PGP.
My subordinates have united and developed a strong bond out of a mutual hatred for me.