Each mile that brought me closer to Madden Inc's towering company building had inched my fury up one notch at a time . The nerve of him ! Was this his way of getting back at me or did the man simply fancy making my life difficult ? I disliked speaking in public to the point that it made me uneasy and , to think that this may be the case , had a sense of anxiousness rise in the base of my chest . That coupled with the irritation I felt coursing through my body did not do well for my driving .
My hands had been clenched in a vice like grip around the wheel and I had to resist the need to step on the gas just so that I could yell at him sooner .
When I pulled into the company' s parking lot , I clenched my teeth together . My annoyance had bubbled over since I was so close to berating thi
