I’ve eaten so much chicken that I can’t take it anymore. PGP.

Going to the other Chipotle for fear of becoming a regular at the closer one. PGP.

The sense of impending doom that is returning to work after a holiday weekend. PGP.

Watching Spongebob with my nephew and exclusively identifying with Squidward. PGP.

FOMCC. Fear of making cold calls. PGP.

The collective sigh when that one person starts talking during a meeting. PGP.

Stuck between my office’s strict ” No dating in the workplace” policy and my inability to meet anyone outside of the workplace. PGP.

Gave my little brother a sympathy card for his college graduation. PGP.

The USMNT waiting to play until happy hour on Monday. PGP.

I got a job in my college town. So now when I’m out, I’m referred to as “that old guy.” PGP.