Getting hired for a job, but not really knowing what you’ll actually be doing. PGP.

The never ending guessing game about how much you think upper management makes. PGP.

I was so excited about getting this job. Now I’m only excited for lunch. PGP.

I legitimately just questioned if I was invisible. Then questioned my sanity. Then poured another coffee and checked my email. PGP.

I can’t believe I was the best candidate for the job. I’m a dipshit employee. PGP.

When I was “bending the truth” about my Excel skills in my interview, I didn’t realize how dependent my job was on excel. Quarterly reports? Fuck. PGP.

Hot new intern stopped by to introduce herself. HR stopped by to give me a preemptive warning. PGP.

Making just over the maximum income to be eligible for reduced rent. PGP.

I don’t remember the last time my bank account hit 5 digits. PGP.