Dude in the stall beside me was shamelessly blaring gangster rap from his phone. PGPM for him. PGP for me.
Someone forgot to turn off the coffee pot after killing it. PGP.
Constantly minimizing the ESPN tab when you hear footsteps. PGP.
I wonder what millionaires would think if they knew that the people managing their money can’t remember to flush the toilet. PGP.
Learned to say “not my job” before learning what my job actually was. PGP
Realizing the grads hired one year after you have a starting salary $10k higher than what you make right now. PGP.
The exhilarating feeling of going through the express lane at the grocery store with a few too many items. PGP.
Someone’s car alarm in the parking lot has been going off for hours.
Having to fight the urge to click on someones LinkdIn profile because you know they’ll see it. PGP.
I’ll be in bed before my team has even called the coin toss tonight.