Ember Hours Novels & Stories

"Great, so now to establish your payment and working hours. You work from Monday to Friday, from 8 am to 6 pm. There might be days when I get home early and you will be relieved of your duties however that will not affect your wages." "Though on days where I get home late, you will get paid for the extra hours. If you are needed on a Saturday or Sunday, your wage will increase by 25% for that day. Your wages are 60 Erasis' per hour which equates to 540 Erasis' per day. Is that okay with you?" I asked her. "Oh and before you answer, may I ask how old you are?" I asked. She can't be that young, probably 16,17,18, or 19 years at most.

"I'll watch for his return. I have the entire day.” Remi arched an eyebrow. "He has a really erratic work schedule. He occasionally works late shifts, returning to work at two or three in the morning. Mrs. Web, are you certain you can wait that long?” Vivian narrowed her gaze even more disdainfully. "What kind of man puts in those many hours? Is this a real job at all?” Inside, Remi was dying. This was truly invaluable. Barely controlled emotion clenched Bernice’s face. She appeared to be about to blow up.

Emily responded thoughtfully. “Hmm, I hope with this new job I don’t get hit with overtime before then, I am sure it happens. I will put in the request to take half a day tomorrow when I meet with HR, just in case.” Josey didn’t think overtime could happen so soon and when she was still kind of new. “Geesh, I hope not either!” Emily said worriedly turning on her side to face Josey from her bed. “I haven’t missed one yet so I will make sure I make it to this one also. Now, time to sleep. I will make breakfast in the morning because I have to get up so early.” Josey turned her face to her sister and smiled.

Ember asked. "Sorry babe, I have a meeting at 1:30pm and it's a really important one so I can't miss it. If it was not important then I would stay."He said and Ember nodded her head in response. Even though she was a little disappointed because she wanted him to stay with her a a little while longer but she knew that she couldn't keep him away from his work. She watched him as he made his way out of her bedroom. She sighed laying her head on the pillow.

"Yes, well, you've been working double shifts all week because yet another high school kid decided to quit without notice, and I doubt you're getting paid overtime." Melinda slumped onto one of the stools at the counter. It was true, and she was exhausted. She could only afford to hire one part-time server, which worked out fine as long as no one ever got sick—or quit. She groaned when she saw a customer's hand shoot up. Bob. He worked with Daniel in the HR department at Town Hall and had to have everything just right. He'd already sent his eggs back twice. First, they were too runny, then they were too firm.

Shirmy smiled in response. Remy said, "Indra, we're a media company so employment is pretty simple. Here's your contract. You can take a look at it and sign it once you're done." Remy passed a document to Indra. She took it from him and read the contents from top to bottom. The contract seemed pretty decent, with fixed working hours in the evening and at night. The employee would be paid as long as they had streamed for a fixed amount of hours, and there seemed to be no penalty.

said the handsome man. Eve paused, "But I'm...not..." Holding the apron, he gave her in confusion. "You need a job, don't you? Hurry back, I don't have time to explain it to you! If you can handle it, then you're hired, OK? Your working hours are 9 am to 5 pm and you'll get 50 dollars a day, no weekends off. You can take off on weekdays. How about it?" "Yes, but..." Eve was still hesitant because she hadn't applied here, but perhaps the person had mistaken her for someone else.

All he said was that they were running low on revenue and they had to let go of some workers; What a drag. I frowned as I closed the box and looked around again. I would miss certain things around here but definitely not my interaction with the customers because when you work as a receptionist – You meet well, different kinds of people. I would miss Mrs. Ember though — the nice old lady who brought me breakfast every morning, she worked as the janitor here. She was really beautiful and warm. She had big brown eyes that seemed to pull into her sockets and an oval face. Mrs Ember had little freckles and her long brown hair sat firmly at her shoulders. The woman wasn't too tall and would probab

EMBER After a night of tossing and turning, I arrived at the office on Friday morning wearing sunglasses almost as big as my head and carrying a coffee even bigger. I got the biggest, strongest cup I could find, but I was still running on fumes. Two nights of little sleep in a row made Ember a very dull girl. A very dull girl who still hadn’t heard from her boyfriend, even though it’d been more than twelve hours since he had arrived at the office and hopefully found and talked to his dad on the roof.

"We're almost to Lubbock. Can you text Tucker and tell him to get ahold of Ace? Tell him we will be at the shop in fifteen minutes so they can head over." "Sure," Emberly smiled, retrieved her phone, and started texting away. "Thanks, babe," I promised lunch for Tucker and Ace as well as paying them both ten dollars an hour every day so that they could help Emberly and me. They both have Summer jobs but primarily work mornings and evenings, so for the most part, they would be working with Emberly and me mid-afternoons on a daily basis. Minus Saturday, of course. I couldn't make them give up their only day off. They both desperately needed the extra money, though, since they would both be pay