You find yourself at work trying to make a ghillie suit out of post it notes and paper clips.
You wish you had a smoke grenade so you could sneak out for an extra cigarette.
You accuse people who take long bathroom breaks of camping.
Your IT department has blocked this site so you will do your job.
When your CEO discusses harvest options you think he is asking if you want to go towards the windmill or the farm house.
You refer to your desk as spawn point 1, the break room as spawn point 2 and the bathroom as spawn point 3.
You get so worked up arguing on this site you have to switch to decaf to keep from screaming at your co-workers.
You think eating MREs in your backyard when it's raining makes you a better player.
You find yourself wishing you had some Claymore to guard your spot at the bar when no one is around to save your spot.
When you look at the front door to your office building from the parking lot you see the door to the SEALs spawn on Killing Fields.