Another Day Punch Novels & Stories

That very day, I had someone install a punch-in machine downstairs in the company lobby. Early the next morning, Emily reported the number of employees who were late. There were more than half of them. "Notify them," I said calmly. "Deduct $50 from their wages. And if anyone is late more than ten times in a single month, treat it as a lack of professionalism. Terminate them immediately." Emily had barely relayed the message downstairs when, not long after, there was a knock on my office door.

She also tore off today’s page—June 11. After today, there would be nineteen days left on the countdown. A while later, Zoe came out carrying the oatmeal. Autumn took small sips until she finished, then headed upstairs for a nap. At three in the afternoon, she received a call from Ethan. “Autumn, our company’s hit a snag. I think you’re the only one who can help.” Glancing at the screen, Autumn replied, “Sure, I was discharged today. Go ahead.” She still felt a little unwell, but it wasn’t a big deal.

Since I was already here, I might as well play along. I slowly walked behind them until a familiar voice called out to me. “If it isn’t Dylan! It’s been a while!” I turned around. It was my best friend from my time in the army and Nia’s most important business partner, Gordon Wayne. I hurriedly stopped and joked with him. “It has been a while! I’m still waiting for that lunch you owe me!” Gordon burst out laughing. “Haha, you haven’t changed at all!” Nia turned around at the sound of our voices and rushed over, punching me in the back. To Gordon, she was all smiles. “Don’t be so rude to Mr. Wayne! We should be the ones treating him to lunch!”

My pride was in pieces. Peterson appeared with my timecard. "Eight hours at minimum wage. Minus taxes, you cleared about fifty dollars." Fifty dollars. I used to spend more than that on lunch. "Same time tomorrow?" I asked, swallowing my pride. "Every weekday. Monday through Friday. You miss a day without calling in sick, you're fired." He said, looking down at me. I rode the elevator back to the lobby in my cheap uniform. Employees who'd once shown me respect now looked at me with pity or amusement.

Taking over from Melinda, who had gone on a date during work hours, When the workday ended, Adelia felt relieved. She ended the day with one conclusion: despite her conflicted heart, she had a responsibility to live her life as best she could. “Melinda hasn't come back yet. It looks like she'll be fired if she's caught disappearing during work time.” Adelia stood in front of the finger scale attendance machine. “There's no way I can fool the system by using my fingerprints and filling in her return attendance.” “Sorry Melinda, you didn't pick up my cell phone call. I can't fool this attendance machine at all,” said Adelia and then exhaled harshly and walked away towards the car.

So, what do you say, want to have dinner with us next Wednesday? This time the dots reappear and a text message comes in. Peanut: Really? Sure, I would love to. Me: *smiley emoji face* Cool. I will let you go now. Enjoy your peace and quiet while you can. Remember Friday we start night shifts, so you will be stuck with me all night on our shifts. Peanut: Only for two more weeks remember? *winky face emoji*

It was rumored that it was the place where true mates during ancient times would travel to together. As for my wolf, I knew she hadn't disappeared or been sealed away. She was just temporarily in a deep sleep. I continued to study and do experiments, and my days were mundane and uneventful. However, occasionally during experiments, I would feel a sudden pain in my chest. Tears would slide down my cheeks and drip off my chin. I shook my head briskly and continued working. Since I had forgotten it all, it didn't matter. … 21 days later, my phone suddenly began vibrating wildly.

“I promised you I’d be flexible. But hey, you tell these guys, big-shot company or no, if they want to hire you, I need at least seven days’ notice so I don’t have to bust my ass while one of my pretty barmaids runs out on me.” I laughed and leaned over the bar to kiss his cheek. “You’re a star, Donny. Thank you so much!” I ran out of the bar as quickly as I entered and headed back toward my apartment to change. I didn’t think my best friend would be impressed if I turned up to meet her for lunch in sweatpants. I knew she wouldn’t be impressed. My phone rang just as I got into my apartment. “Hello?” “Hey, look, I can’t make lunch. I’m so sorry.” Day’s voice traveled down the phone. “My dress

[28] ||Arlington Arlington|| Morning came after a long night rest. I don't really feel like going to work today, but what can I do? Absolutely nothing! I can easily tell Jamel to ask few days off from Mr Darwin on my behalf or Hardie might be easier, but that will feel weird.

THWACK! That was a good one, I was proud I’d got up early just for that jab. THWACK, THWACK, THWACK. Dr Vanum’s potential diagnosis yesterday had thrown me, so after a restless night, I’d decided to haul my butt to the gym. I might be exhausted, but throwing one punch at a time, picturing His face on the bag...it was good therapy. My phone alarm started going and I paused. I hadn’t realised I’d been here so long. But if I wanted to be at work on time, then I better wrap up now. I collected my things and headed to the changing rooms for a shower.