For Lent, I’m giving up. Like in general, just giving up. PGP.

Any time someone emails me with a question, it takes every ounce of my will power not to answer, “I have no fucking idea, dude.” PGP.

If you’re ridiculously busy and your day still drags, that’s when you know you truly hate your job. PGP.

Buying a plant for your cubicle because you heard it helps with depression. PGP.

Just had an hour-long conversation with my mom…and I liked it. PGP.

The customer is never right. PGP.

Getting a text from a friend asking, “What are you doing this this weekend?” at 11am on a Tuesday. PGP.

Having nightmares about oversleeping for work. PGP.

The later the lunch, the shorter the afternoon. PGP.

Responding with “thank you” after being told you are being fired. PGP.