It’s Friday. Fuck it. PGP.

Surrounding coworkers getting annoyed with my loud sighs.

Abused so much sick leave in the past that I’m worried my boss won’t believe me now that I’m actually sick.

Getting old enough to realize going out is too expensive and not worth the calories.

The cellphone belt clip is the new pocket protector. PGP

Having to burn through your own data at work to check social media because HR now monitors everyone’s wifi usage. PGP

My co-worker who listens to Bieber without headphones and unironically supports Trump just got a corner office and a promotion. PGP.

Ugh. PGP.

Not remembering which dating app you met on. PGP.

Getting emails from your boss that has all the information stuffed in the subject line and the only thing in the body is “Thanks.”