The Black Plague style cough that is sweeping the office. PGP.

Not making the company’s basketball team. PGP.

My job is so repetitive that I can do it all by muscle memory. PGP.

Getting a short email that does a better job of explaining everything that was just talked about in a 2 hour meeting. PGP.

I listed books on my Christmas list. Non-fiction books. PGP.

I honked at some asshole driver on the way home. Turns out that asshole driver was my boss. PGP.

I lost in the first round of playoffs in fantasy football. Now I have nothing to do at work besides work. PGP.

Can’t tell if there’s a small earthquake taking place, or I’ve had too much coffee. PGP.

Shamefully shouting out of the stall when the janitor asks if anyone’s in the restroom. PGP.