Funny Questions To Ask Coworkers นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I was hesitant while I followed him in and the reason for my hesitation came to life when I ran into one of my coworkers. “Nicole!” Lara, one of the people working in the secretary’s office called out. “Weren’t you…” she trailed off, her eyes landing on Mike who waved at her with a smile. “Oh.” She mimicked zipping her mouth shut. “I saw nothing!” I groaned as she left. What were the odds that I’d run into a colleague after calling in sick? “Colleague?” Mike asked as we found a table to sit at. “Yes.” He laughed. “Do you think you will get in trouble?

“Or is everything a joke to you? I get it, though. It’s easy to make jokes when your life feels like the biggest one.” His mouth falls open. The other officers stop talking altogether. “What the fuck did you say to me?” He shoves me but I don’t budge. Seeing that, he starts to sweat, glancing at his coworkers. “You can’t speak to me like that, asshole!” “Why?” I cock my chin at his coworkers. “Is it because you’re embarrassed? Don’t worry, they talk behind your back. I hear them. They also think you’re nothing but a punchline. Ask them, go ahead.”

“Your turn to ask a question.” He smirked, leaning back in his chair. “Alright. What’s the most ridiculous thing you’ve ever done?” “Oh God,” Sophia groaned, covering her face with her hand. “This is going to be embarrassing.” “That’s the point,” Jenny said with a mischievous grin. Jacob raised an eyebrow at me. “Come on, brother. Spill it.” I shrugged. “I’ve lived a long time. Hard to pick just one thing.” “Oh, come on,” Sophia said, nudging me. “There has to be something.”

She got to work very late, and she didn't even plead to the CEO. “You came late to work, why did you?” One of her colleagues asked. “Why should he ask me that? Who are you in this company? If you should ask me again, I would ask Thompson to sack you” “Thompson? Why should you call him Thompson? And how will they sack me when I am just asking my junior colleagues a question?” Anna smirked, not backing down from the confrontation. "You heard me. Thompson. That's what I call him now, and I have the right to, and do you just call me a junior colleague? Do you just?”

The man asked cluelessly as to why his colleagues have been glaring at him like that. “Do you really not know what you did?" Another employee asked but the man shook his head. "What a clueless idiot you are. We could have all become jobless because of you but thanks to Ian over here we can still remain working here.” "I'm starting to question how you got to work here. Don't worry I will make sure I let you lose your job first before you put all of us in trouble.” " I don't know what I would do if my wife finds out that I got fired because my stupid colleague had to say something that vexed our Boss further than he already has.”

“Not as bad as walking on mousetraps, I suppose.” Dominik laughs and sips his drink. “Let me ask you something. How much do you like your job?” I eye him suspiciously. “Is this one of those trick questions?” “No.” He shakes his head. “No trick question. Honestly. How much do you like your job?” “Well, it introduced me to you…”

The excitement slowly started to creep onto my skin. “You’re not even in your 40s yet to talk like that. Wrinkles are definitely coming for you early,” one of the ladies teased me. “Take this chance to get to know your coworkers better. It’ll also help build stronger relationships, not just outside of work,” Mr. Smith chimed in again. I imagined a day of staying at home, sulking in the corner of my apartment, probably sleeping the whole day, and waking up only to feel the pain all over again thinking about what happened between me and Trevor. Or, I could go out and have some girl fun with my friends.

I am at work, being busy, running from one floor to the other, being productive. Lunch hour, I went to Shawn’s office and like always, he was busy jumping his eyes from one paper to the other. When he saw me he immediately stopped working and greeted me with a big smile. “So what should we have for lunch?” I asked him. “I don’t know.” he answered as he giggled “Maybe we can go to brownies girls.” He was clearly mocking me.

“Ok, so then what is your biggest turn-on? Non-sexually, of course.” “Of course,” Carter says, warmth in his tone. “I would say, a sense of humor. I like someone that can make me laugh. Which you do.” “Ok.” I do a little happy wiggle on my bed. “Last question: What is something about you that you’ve never told anyone?” “Oh, and I’m supposed to tell you?” Carter says, disbelievingly. “Of course. That’s the game,” I say, smugly. “Doesn’t have to be anything huge. Just something that you haven’t told anyone before.”

"Does he have a younger brother?" That question immediately caused laughter. Another employee nodded seriously. "That's what I'm asking." "Get in line." "No seriously." Someone pointed toward Shannon. "Manager Shannon, does your man have any brother?" More laughter followed. Meanwhile Shannon pressed the elevator button repeatedly as if it might save her. It didn't. Because now even more people were joining in. "I didn't know Manager Shannon was hiding someone." "Same." "He looked handsome." "He looked expensive." "Can rich people adopt coworkers?"