Engaging in an all day “thermostat battle” with an unknown coworker. PGP.

When your drinking schedule on Saturday is 2 to 8 rather than 8 to 2. PGP.

Missed my quarterly bonus. PGP.

Ugh. PGP.

Being able to honestly tell your coworkers what you did this weekend, because it was lame. PGP.

Anytime I open a link in a new window instead of a new tab, I get irrationally angry. PGP.

I should probably start giving a shit. PGP.

Realizing you’d rather start at the bottom somewhere else than advance within your current organization. PGP.

College girls think I’m too told. Girls I meet out think I’m too young. PGP.

When my parents asked me what I wanted for my birthday this year, I asked for a sonicare toothbrush. PGP.