All I want is to be able to go into the office kitchen, get my breakfast and some coffee, and go on my grumpy way. Maybe you’re saying nasty things about me, and maybe you’re not. But it’s rude to treat a shared space like your lil’ treehouse where you can stop whispering and glare at anyone who comes in. Hiding next to a fridge? You look ridiculous. Is there no conference room big enough for your drama? Don’t you have anything better to do?
TL;DR I’m not in middle school, neither are you