I have more in common with my boss’s kids than my boss. PGP.

“What the fuck are we supposed to be doing?” PGP.

25 making 35. PGP.

The first word out of my mouth every day is “fuuuuuuck.” PGP.

Mentally checking out from work two weeks before your day off. PGP.

Bought a desk. Couldn’t afford the chair. PGP.

Not knowing where you stand. With anyone. PGP.

Pretty sure the homeless man selling newspapers outside my building works harder than I do on a daily basis. PGP.