Plus it makes the one-legged guy in accounting super jealous.

Our Internet is filtered at work, so these are the only titiz involved in my workplace jackoff routine.

Customer service is a dying art, I tell ya.

This sign was quickly taken down after the neighboring gas station began sending their favorite ‘floor dumper’ patrons to the office bathroom.

What, and put the intern out of a job? That’s just cold-hearted.

There are bad cubicle neighbors, and then there are bio-hazards. Be thankful if you’re only stuck with the former.

Listen, man, things sometimes get a bit weird after 34 straight hours of spreadsheets and poppers. There’s logic to the can bathroom. Don’t judge me.

“Thanks” for your “compliance.”

It’s Friday, I’m outta here! Wipe your own asses.

Grab those headphones and do some learning! There will be a quiz later. Extra credit for kissing just like at 5:05.