Bossy Coworker Meme Novels & Stories

Yes, Abram said, thank you for today and be home safely, then he turned to his friend, Georg, "What's up with you? It was a joke. I know she is your beloved." "What's up with me? I said nothing." "Exactly!" They stared at each other, assessing, and decided—the two smiled at the same time. Their smiles grew into grins before they both burst into a hearty laughter. They knew they were being silly. The Boss’ laughter subsided, "Anyway," The Boss said, "the opportunity you offered sounds serious and it will be a good career promotion for her—and you are not joking."

But that man's back is so familiar. "Don't forget this Saturday, man. My sister will be mad at you if you won't come," muttered the guy who have chinky eyes. "I know, dumbass. So don’t be too pushy about it. Besides, I already said yes. But don't expect me to come with a date. I rather go there alone," the man adjacent to Mr. chinky guy replied. My eyes widen in shock as I realized who it was. That voice! It is my boss!

Her hair was all over her face and I couldn’t help but to laugh by the way she looks. She glared at me after putting the iced coffees above my desk. “Do you know how high this building is?! And guess what?! I’m busy talking with my editor when you suddenly texted me and asked me to buy those damn coffee even when you have your own personal secretary!!” That’s right, I felt bored that’s why I texted her. I really love teasing this woman. She looks like a panda whenever she gets angry. I crossed my arm and looked at her exhausted face. “Do you have any complaints about that? If only you didn’t use my—

hell no. While I was ordering two coffees, I could hear people whispering about something, well not about something but about me. "Who is she and why was she so close to boss?" a girl spat to her friend in anger. "I don't know but Boss even allowed her in his office. Can you believe that?.....he never let's anyone come into his office until he tells them to but this bitch is even working there" her friend said in disgust. I rolled my eyes at their talks....jealous bitches

Today, when they were chatting grabiel, was complaining " my boss is really so rude he doesn't even give me a warning before punishing me os he always like this you know he even told me that he is not going to pay me for an extra working day on Saturday and Sunday. " Elizabeth " who the hell is your boss and he has no right to treat his employee like this he is breaking the law. " Grabiel send crying emoji and said " you know I won't get to rest even a single day this month. What bad luck. " Elizabeth replied " don't cry my friend I will take revenge on your behalf just tell me who is your boss and I will show him the result of bullying my friend. " Grabiel don't want to reveal his boss iden

“I’m fine.” She studied me for a moment. “You looked sad.” I bent my head as if that would help me understand what she said. “Did I?” She nodded slowly, “I had this weird dream. In it, you were really sad and it looked like I was the reason you were sad.” Before I could say anything, she laughed awkwardly. “Forget it, It was probably just a dream.” She said as she scratched the back of her neck. “I mean, why would my boss be sad over me?”

"When you need a break, these sluts will be here to give it to you." All twelve giggled and wiggled their hips. "Russel, my cool dude, you have been working the hardest, so you deserve some relief first. Why don't you pick a pair of them to have them suck your cocks." My boss grinned at me. He squeezed their rumps. "Don't be shy. They're all eager to please."

I watched in horror as the plastic cup of coffee flew out of my hands. I knew where it was headed but I hoped that by some miracle, it would land somewhere else. Sadly, it didn't. “Oh my goodness!" My boss yelled as she sprung to her feet. The unpleasant surprise on her face slowly turned to disgust when she realized I was responsible. She turned to me with the scariest eyes I had ever seen. “I'm so sorry ma'am." I scrambled for the box of paper towels seated on her desk, quickly pulling out two of them and rushing to her. The brown liquid was already soaking her grey coloured jumpsuit and spreading fast.

“Public engagement has increased by 62%.” “SIXTY-TWO?! That’s not engagement, that’s emotional blackmail!” He shrugs. “We trended number one on T*****r.” “Under what hashtag?!” He turns the screen toward me. #RainBossAndHisAssistant 💔☔ I blink. “We’re a ship now?!” “Apparently.” “I hate this timeline.” He just smirks. “You’re welcome.” “WELCOME? Sir, I’ve been turned into a meme!” “Good PR.”

When I reviewed the resumes of new applicants for the secretary position, the third-ranking position in my company, a name that disgusted me suddenly caught my eye. Just seeing her name made my blood boil, wanting to hurt her endlessly. Just her name alone makes me clench my fists, what more when I see her in person? She is unaware that I will be her boss for life in my company. I smirked as a plan formed in my mind. It’s time to get back at her for what she did to me. A cheating wife. Not only that, a gold digger. She becomes arrogant when she has a lot of money. I wish I could slap her with my billion dollars, not just dollars but my possessions, a mansion, a business, a car, everything.