I recognize all of the novelty license plates on my commute. PGP.

Apparently none of my older coworkers are aware of the fact that their phone has a silent button. PGP.

Someone interrupted my elevator trip by joining me to ride from the second floor to the third. PGP.

Hating your job and not making enough money. PGP.

I’m the only one in my office who doesn’t care how that schmuck met their mother. PGP

Relating to Stanley from “The Office”. PGP.

By far being the youngest person at a professional development workshop. PGP.

I hate staying out until closing time. PGP.