Running errands during lunch. PGP.

Puke and rallied this morning – by which I mean I was so hungover I puked but still had to go to work. PGP

Apparently everyone at my office is a meteorologist.

Explaining what you do for a living. PGP.

I’m having a beer at lunch as a memorial to Spring Break, and better days. PGP.

It’s 8:30 a.m. on a Monday. Someone already burned popcorn.

“If I’m not already out before 9 pm, I won’t be going out.” PGP

Blowing your nose with paper towels. PGP.

If one co-worker goes in on the snow day, you all go in.