The panic you feel when your boss asks, “So what have you been working on?” PGP.

Found my boss’s daughter on Tinder. Hopefully screwing me is a family affair. PGP.

It’s Friday, motherfucker. You can’ t tell me nothing. PGP.

Office productivity falling by at least 75% when the boss doesn’t come in. PGP.

That one guy who tells you inappropriate jokes simply because you are the youngest guy in the office. PGP.

There’s a special circle of Hell reserved for those who request read receipts on emails. PGP.

Any time someone emails me with a question, it takes every ounce of my will power not to answer, “I have no fucking idea, dude.” PGP.

The countdown to happy hour started at the end of last night’s happy hour. PGP.

Being subjected to sitting in the one chair that squeaks in the conference room during a meeting. PGP.

Getting a call for an interview, but having no clue what it’s for because you’ve applied to so many jobs. PGP.