So apparently there are people whose job is to go to conventions, get piss drunk, and push their company. I was never told about this career path. PGP.

Just realized my tax return was essentially an interest free loan to the government for the last year. PGP

“Man, this energy market is a mess, huh?” PGP

Finding someone’s phone on the TP dispenser of your favorite stall. PGP

Having to use paper towels and napkins instead of Kleenex. PGP

Strategically planning out my sick days. PGPM

Googling someone who sent you a sassy email so you have a face to put with the hate. #PGP

Work-Home-Gym-Netflix-Bed.Rinse and Repeat.

“What email? Can you forward it to me?”

Denise threw her back out and now lays on the floor of her cubicle for hours each day. PGP.