Every morning when that damn alarm clock goes off, I just feel it so much: A million-dollar inheritance suits me much better than an office job.

I did the math and a second job would help me get out of debt as long as I start it twelve years ago.

β€œYou don’t load the dishwasher right,” I said to my wife just before it permanently became my job.

Relationships: Because sometimes destroying your life is a two person job.

I am dressing for the job I want. I want to be a sweatpants model.

Still don’t understand how girls with no jobs be holding iPhones.

I hate commas. It’s not my job to tell you when you breathe. Work it out, you’re a grown adult.

I didn’t know that Rome wasn’t built in a day. I wasn’t on that job.

I want the job where I push scared skydivers out of planes.

I need a reasonable job. Something like $3,000 an hour. Nothing too wild.

Good morning everyone, who feels like working today? I promise I’ll let you do my job.

My sweatpants sat me down and said they want me to get an office job again.

When is a robot gonna take over my job? Please?

If the interviewer doesn’t think it’s cool when you pull a quarter out of his ear, the job wasn’t good enough for you anyways.

Don’t be ashamed of who you are, that is your parent’s job.

It’s okay to love your job. Just know it doesn’t love you back.

All our dogs think we quit our jobs to spend more time with them. All our cats think we got fired for being lazy.

At my next job, I’m gonna lie about having a kid so I can leave the office anytime I want like everyone else with children.

If lying was a job some people would be billionaires.

In a job interview, you can always respond to an awkward question with a deep gaze and parted lips, followed by β€œYou complete me.”