The guy I interviewed today said I look like McLovin. PGP.
The only time I ever wash my hands after going to the bathroom is when someone else is there. Even then, I pull a Costanza and just run some water. PGP.
Starting a new game with myself called “How casual can I dress before I start getting questionable looks from coworkers?” PGP.
Being one horse shit assignment away from cracking your keyboard over your knee. PGP.
Raging boner in dress pants. PGP.
“Next slide, please.” PGP.