My boss and I have to meet with a client twice a week, it’s a 35-min drive. My boss wants to go in my car (he doesn’t drive). He said, “You’re on work hours, so it’s part of your job!” I said, “I’m a designer, not a driver.” I refused to go. Hours later, imagine my shock when I found my entire desk packed into boxes outside the office kitchen, with a sticky note that said, “You can work from home till we find a new ‘team player.’” At first, I honestly laughed. It was so petty, I thought it...
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