My company not having its shit together is the only thing keeping me from being fired. PGP.

I haven’t gotten a work email in two weeks. PGP.

Monday, you son of a bitch. PGP.

Praying that my tax return will be enough to knock out a nice chunk of my credit card debt. PGP.

My boss told me “cost of living doesn’t matter anymore” as he gave me a .5% raise this year. PGP.

I won’t see my first vacation day until June. PGP.

There is nothing for me to do today. I don’t know why they made me come in. PGP.

Praying the Southwest cattle run of a boarding process puts me next to someone hot. PGP.

“We got your Christmas card the other day and my family and I are very flattered you remembered us.” PGP.

It’s lunchtime and I just realized my shirt is on inside out. PGP.