#endofdayreport

#repeat

my dog has been laying with his face on my iPhone for the last hour listening to a taylor swift playlist on repeat

that wonderful moment when your best friend texts you "honestly it’s mostly their fault for having such a generic common name like brad"

i don't need a fucking hug. how he thinks that a hug in some way validates the work i've done is beyond me. that i give a fuck if i get a hug. that somehow i feel special because i got a hug for doing a good job. honestly, unless there is some secret place where i can cash in the hugs and starbucks gift cards for an equal wage, i'm not interested.

my boss asked me to film her doing squats because she wants to be an internet fitness star

it also means if you sit in the wrong chair, the president of the company may point in your direction and say “i thought the ho had a solution to this”