Every time my husband has a doctor's appointment during work hours and I offer to go, he apologizes and says he hopes I won't get in trouble.
Bitch, please. Yesterday I left an hour early to get groceries. Who fucking cares? My work gets done. That's what matters.
Once, just once, they tried to give me shit for using my phone too much and I basically said, you have an issue with my quality of work, we can talk. Otherwise lay off.
Probably some managers would have fired me for that. I probably got lucky it worked. I just can't care anymore. I'm not a child under adult supervision. I refuse to be scolded like one.