…people who think that your business is their business. I mean seriously, I am an adult. I come to work. I do my job. I don’t need you checking up on me to see where I am and what I am doing. Here’s a novel idea: Worry about your own job!
True story: Had to run an errand for the boss-ladylast week. I guess I was taking too long, so co-irker actually called the place I was to see when I got there and when I left. To top it all off, she lied right to my face. Said she didn’t call. When in fact, I knew she did.
And that’s what really grinds my gears.