Hungover from a Sunday evening baby shower.

I may legally be an adult, but don’t be fooled. I have no idea what the hell I’m doing.

8:30am power shit. PGP.

“I have a new project for you.” PGP.

The daily morning battle of when I see if I can hold out my poop long enough to make to work so I can be paid to take one.PGP.

Everybody’s working on the weekend.

Being of so little importance that you aren’t even targeted by company-wide phishing emails. PGP.

Coworker emailed me while I was at lunch to see if I got the other email he sent me 30 minutes earlier.

Having to make a login account for every job I apply for #PGP

Needing an older coworker show me how to use the fax machine. PGP