There’s overreacting, and then there’s this.
I’ve been showing up early for work for two months because I was in line for a promotion. Company outsourced the hire. I now have three conference calls a week with someone named Samar. PGP.
Trying to get into your car with your access badge after work. PGP.
Homecoming was a success. Managed to stay out one night ’til 3 A.M. PGP.
Still trying to convince myself that I am one, really big poop away from my pants fitting right again. PGP.
Size 36 on Friday. Size 38 on Monday. PGP.
Using Tinder as my main source of social interaction. PGP.
Today in the middle of a meeting I dropped my pen on purpose, just to feel alive again. It was a rush. PGP.
“Would you mind coming in early tomorrow?” PGP.
“What do I have to lose?” PGP.