Burning your entire lunch break sitting in the Chick-fil-a drive-thru line. PGP.

Liking Facebook pages you have zero interest in because a friend who made it for their social media job invited you to. PGP.

Sorry for not partying. PGP.

“You going back for Homecoming?” PGP.

Reading @PostGradProblem more than @TotalFratMove. PGP.

The guy who still wants to talk about Tebow. PGP.

The moment of internal panic every time someone needs to check your credit. PGP.

“If I take a melatonin this late I’ll be tired all day tomorrow.” PGP.

Another pregnant coworker. PGP.

Awkward head nods. PGP.