A girl at a bar told me that “accounting is sooo boring.” And walked away from me after she asked what I do for a living. PGP.

My boss’s opening line in my preformance review was, “Do you even like this job?” Crap. PGP.

Now that I’m in law school I actually miss my college finals. PGP.

Cuffing Season. PGP.

I’ve been at this job site for almost six weeks. Only have two friends. PGP.

Asking “Who do you know here?” at a party. TFM.

Asking “Who do you know here?” at a networking event. PGP.

I don’t know how to put a GIF directly into a comment. PGP.

Threesome happened, and it consists of my coworker and her boyfriend. PGP.

I listen to podcasts more than I listen to music. PGP.

Taking suggestions for a new Bumble opener. PGP.

My city is going absolutely batshit over the Cubs. I’m a Twins fan. PGP.

Fuck it. I’m getting wine tonight. PGP.

My mentor is hot and married. PGP.

Lying about your St. Patrick’s Day plans. PGP.

Got married Saturday. Didn’t have sex. PGP.

I don’t know who Todd is and I’m too prideful to ask in the comment section at this point. PGP.

My boss isn’t letting us leave early for voting day. PGP.

May have to give up coffee because of the Acid Reflux. PGP.

Girlfriend cheated. It was with the bartender at my go-to spot. PGP.

My younger brother’s pilot just got picked up by HBO. I’m taking the bus to my cubicle. PGP.