Getting caught staring out the window, looking like a “puppy that can’t wait to get outside.” PGP.
Never been in a fight, but if I had to fight someone in this office, I know who it would be. PGP.
Sleep, work, eat, repeat for 40 years. PGP.
A litany of HR infractions resulting in you being eskimo sisters with your boss. 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.
I just saw a bird crash into the window, break its neck, and fall to it’s death. Lucky bastard. PGP.
1: “Jeff’s wife just died” 2: “Who’s Jeff?” PGP.
Even though it sounds like Fallout Boy is singing it, still gives me all the patriotic feels.