Utilizing clock management on Friday afternoons. PGP.

Never thought I would be told I look like I have a case of the Mondays. PGP.

I want to break up with my girlfriend, but I can’t afford the rent by myself. PGP.

Having four dress shirts and two pairs of pants in the weekly rotation. PGP.

Running out the clock. PGP.

I bet the Chive’s HR Department is a nightmare. PGP.

Can’t wait to sell out. Maybe I already have. PGP.

Was days away from handing in my two weeks at a job I’ve despised for two years. Got a promotion and a 50% raise. Can’t leave now. PGP.

The printer at work was making a painfully high pitched noise, and I was the only one young enough to hear it. PGP.

I’m not one to complain about free catered lunches, but enough with the Subway party trays. PGP.