Dear Grumpy Boss Novels & Stories

Tom only laughs. "I don't see anything funny here. It's like living in a prison," I complain and hear my boss calling me from his office. "Be right back." *** "Yes, boss?" "Mallory, it's Saturday so it's a payday!" My boss, a tall bald guy in his late sixties, going with the name Larry. To say he's an old pervert fits him perfectly. I nervously wait for my paycheck at the doorstep. "Come in, come in. Don't be shy. And close the door behind you," he invites me inside gesticulating.

"I would forever be grateful to you for picking me for this job. If not, I don't know where I would have been." "Although the boss is extremely grumpy and cold. And also terrifying... I'm still very glad to be working in the company." 'Of course you are.' I nearly rolled my eyes. She was working at one of the biggest companies in the country... She had to be grateful. "It's nothing," I said, the small smile still on my face. "Just keep doing your job and you will see how many more good things will come your way." I had gotten so used to pretending... It no longer felt difficult.

So walking around during the day, I didn’t have to be worried about being recognized. “You’re late, Maya!” Upon entering the restaurant through the backdoor, I was met with the grumpy voice of my boss. He was a middle aged man with a frown on his face. I quickly bowed and apologized, as Mr. Harry was known for his bad temper. I wouldn’t want to get on his bad side. “I’m so sorry. I got stuck in traffic.” I gave a simple excuse but he wasn’t having it.

the waitress replied. Dorothy smiled and waited. Within minutes, the food arrived. She returned to the office, noting how employees scrambled back to work as she walked by. “Looks like the boss’s wife doesn’t tolerate nonsense. Catch her once, and you’re gone,” someone whispered. “Let’s keep our heads down. I can’t lose this job,” another murmured. Dorothy smirked, stepping into the elevator. She entered Stefan’s office, where Griffin stood by, as lifeless as ever.

"You know the boss will have our asses if we clock in past 9 am. Come on, you lazy bums, up and at about before we get ourselves fired." I reluctantly rolled off of Karl's solid form and flopped onto my back on the rumpled sheets beside him. "He won't scold me - he loves me too much," I retorted with a cheeky grin, stretching my arms up over my head lazily. "But he might scold you, Mr. Grumpy Pants." Karl immediately took the bait, rolling over until his muscular frame was hovering over mine, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Is that so, Mrs. Sassy Mouth?"

His head snapped back at me "I'm not nice. It's just coffee" I rolled my eyes, boss or not, I won't put up with his mood swings and attitude I said that it is nice OF YOU. I never said you were nice. Now are we getting the coffee or not because I need to go write my letter of resignation" I said while standing up. "Pushy aren't you? good business quality, I will make note of that" he remarked and got up. I smiled "you do that" We think you'll love these stories, too.

I glanced at him. It stared at me and didn't speak, just waiting for what I had to say next. "I'm screaming here. I can't tell anyone how much I'm in trouble, so I'm screaming here. Try it, Sir," I smiled before speaking again. "I'm not used to you not being okay. I know my boss is grumpy; the one before was different; that's not you," I said bluntly. I thought he wouldn't do what I said, so I was surprised when he got down, put both hands on both sides of his lips, and suddenly screamed.

I was thankful that he did, imagining myself finding out about Thomas being my new boss and me having to be patient about it in front of everyone was not in my highlighted to do list. “His dad retired and now, he’s the boss of the whole company. Meaning that I’d have to be serving him, that I would be seeing him on a daily basis, and I would have to be professional as not to pour a cup of coffee over his pants. “You forgot about not poisoning him, but then again, you’re not me. So, that shouldn’t be an issue” Grace teased and I glared at her. She laughed and raised her hands in mock surrender making me glare at her. I wasn’t entirely sure why she was this happy or this excited, but she came

And, I bet that it's more than a hundred words. This is just so effin' great! A bossy, perfectionist, arrogant, and a bit of a jerk for a boss... I'm gonna be enjoying this for sure. Damn!

“Who in hell is this? Give the fucking phone to Dennise!” “Rhio?” “Motherfucker. Aren’t you listeni--” I ended the call. He’s devilishly rude. Somebody laughed behind me. “Let me guess,” It was Dennise. “That was Grumpy Boss.” I nodded. I can’t believe there’re still people who could bear his bad attitude. The phone rang again and Dennise took it. She laughed at him. “Hey idiot. Did you not recognize the voice of your special someone?” She laughed again.