Being that guy who brings store bought items to the monthly company potluck. PGP.

“Come see me when you get in this morning.” PGP.

Finally getting the automated rejection email for a job you applied for 18 months ago. PGP.

Considered quitting this morning rather than getting out of bed. PGP.

I have no self control. PGP.

Had no internet at work yesterday, spent 9 hours playing solitaire. PGP.

Trading in the beer shits for the coffee ones. PGP.

Drove half way to work until I realized it was Sunday.

Hanging on the line after transferring a customer just to waste time. PGP.

No one has any idea what I do for a living, and they don’t understand when I tell them, so now I just tell people I’m an accountant and let them think whatever they want. PGP.