Not getting drunk on the weekends. PGP.

What the fuck happened? PGP.

Being used as a pawn in someone else’s office power play. PGP.

Bit by bit, my boss is eating all the snacks I keep at my desk. PGP.

I can identify my coworkers by their bald spots. PGP.

Using your dog as an excuse to get out of things you don’t want to do after work. PGP.

Getting completely blindsided by your bi-annual car insurance payment. PGP.

They should fire whoever put black licorice in the conference room candy bowl. PGP.

I always wondered why people voluntarily stay late at work, then my girlfriend moved in with me. PGP.

If I had to, I could clean out my desk in five seconds and nobody would ever know I had been here. I’d forget too. PGP.