Apartment Receptionist Novels & Stories

“Good morning, Miss Alex. It’s nice having you here with us. If you could just wait outside, we’ll call you in when it’s your turn.” The receptionist’s voice is warm, professional, and genuinely kind, and I return her smile even though my stomach is already doing nervous flips. “Thank you,” I reply softly.

, Arrogance leaked away from her each word made the receptionist to mentally sneered at her. "Apologizing to you, but without an appointment, you won't get to meet the Boss", the Receptionist was a new young lady who had joined a few years ago and was very sharp in her work. "Then make an appointment quickly", the lady spoke and Too much of her attitude was irritating the receptionist. "The boss isn't here", the receptionist replied to her. "When will your boss come", That lady came to the company to achieve a goal. "Let me confirm the Boss's schedule first", the receptionist went to her desk and was about to call the secretary of the head office.

I don't have a very spectacular CV but I have the fire to achieve this job. Taking a deep breath I enter the building. This place looked like something out of heaven. It was clean to its peak and looked so sleek and expensive. I took an elevator and rode to floor 15 as it said. "Welcome to Nexus City Giants Headquarters! Hello ma'am, how may I help you?" asked the receptionist politely. "Good morning, I had an appointment here. I came for the Personal Assistant's Job," I answered her with a nervous smile. "Oh, let me contact Miss Felicity regarding this," she said and then turned her attention to the computer as she ferociously typed something.

“She needed help, and it seems that help was not given to her. Am I to understand she wasn’t even able to see one of the advisors here?” The receptionist’s face drops at once. “She’s… your friend?” Beau tilts his head. “Did I mumble?” “No. Of course, sir. I deeply apologize, sir.” Suddenly, as if the receptionist came back alive, she flicked on her computer and began typing away. “We can get you both into see someone as soon as possible.” So… wait. This woman told me there are no available rooms, and she’s not even the one in the position to make that call? I really was getting stonewalled!

the caller said "Yes, this is her, how may I be of help?" "Apparently, my boss sacked his PA and we are looking for a quick replacement, can you come into the office in an hour time for an interview?" "Yes, I’d be there" "Alright, I’d be expecting you at Mason Realty an hour from now, don’t be late" and with that, she hung up. I jumped off the bed and flew into the bathroom, in exactly 52 minutes after the call, I was at the reception. "Hello Sarah, thank you for calling me" I said to the receptionist I met yesterday

He approached the reception desk. "Good afternoon, sir," Nooren greeted. "I'm Noreen Winchester, and I was told that-" "Ah, Ms. Winchester," greeted a middle-aged man. "I am waiting for you. I was told you'd be arriving today. I'm Larry Kellan, the apartment manager. Let me show you to your unit." Larry was a friendly and talkative man. He explained a few things about Noreen's unit as he walked up to the eighth floor.

Eleanor. His office building was a sleek spire of magnificent glass and steel in Bishopsgate. Office workers clad in crisp suits and austere heels clicked their way across the granite flooring to their destinations. I walked through the glass and chrome rotating doors of the building. I headed across the expansive lobby to the reception desk manned by three receptionists, two females, and one tall male and quickly demanded to see Brent Lucan. No, I didn’t have an appointment. One of the females, her picture perfect smile not altering in the slightest, asked my name, made a call to inform someone, then, stepped away from the desk and asked me to go with her.

I replied. He took the phone and called the receptionist to be in here fast. I stood there, and he continued to look at me and then at the book. "May I come in sir? " Receptionist asked him, frowning. "As far as I know your job is to receive the calls and do as per the instructions." He said, and she nodded. "Then, as per the instruction no personal call should be entertained, but why are you transferring to this floor and that too to Ms.Sarin?" he asked.

I approach the reception of the building, it was unlikely that he would receive me, but well, there I was looking for him. “Miss, good morning, with pleasure, do you have an appointment with the CEO of the company?” the receptionist answers me, while she raises her eyebrows in an ironic way, she thinks she owns the building! “Hey! Not this one, but if you call him and tell him it's from Camille Ibis, he'll surely tell you if he has time for me or not”. “ It's impossible, Miss Ibis! Mr. Alf has a busy schedule, most likely he won't be able to attend to her” The receptionist turns to her computer screen to ignore me long enough.

It didn’t matter since I had already told him he wouldn’t be able to continue the project under our company, but Adrian was still insistent to know what it was. Adrian parked and walked in with me, moving on to lighter topics like Nicole’s lack of cooking skills. Apparently, last week was the third time she almost burned down their house. I chuckled and shook my head. “Good morning, sir.” I looked at the one receptionist where there were normally three. Even she looked disheveled. Adrian also caught this, his eyes narrowing. “How many people called in today?” She cleared her throat. “Ten, sir. Four security, two secretaries, and four other workers who were outside at the time.”