Ya know the feeling when you’ve been on the passion pop all weekend and all of a sudden, you blink and it’s Monday. Posty gets it.

Your alarm is going off and you KNOW if you hit ‘snooze’ you’re gonna be late.

On your way to work, stuck in traffic, someone beeps at you and you burst into tears.

You get into the office and someone’s taken your chair.

Someone walks past your desk and asks why you’re eating chicken and brown rice again.

The bathrooms are out of paper towel.

You kick the fuck back and fuel up coolmathgames because does what you do even matter anyway.