Imagine, if you can: not liking somebody at work. Maybe it’s the way they suck at their teeth after eating microwaved fish at their desk, or just the emails that have too few exclamation points or a few too many. Or it’s more egregious: a colleague makes clear, time and again, that they have thoroughly Roganite views on politics, conspiracy theories and women’s role in society.
The point is that, for reasons petty or otherwise, you have come to the conclusion that you cannot stand someone; you think that they make life a little bit worse. It then follows that you won’t be attending the after-work happy hour; indeed, you won’t be doing anything that risks extending those 40 hours of irritation.
