Funny Work Stories Novels & Stories

Their laughter blended easily with the background hum of the restaurant, and for a moment Layla almost forgot this was all pretend. By the time their food arrived, their conversation had drifted into lighter, sillier territory. Layla had found herself leaning forward, laughing at Ethan’s ridiculous office stories—like how one of his coworkers swore his stapler was haunted because it kept disappearing, only to be found in the fridge. “You’re making that up,” she said, cutting into her food. “I swear I’m not,” Ethan said, grinning. “And I was the unlucky guy who found it next to someone’s yogurt cup. Still don’t know how it got there.”

“What have you been doing the past few weeks? I would have thought you would be halfway to Arizona or Utah or something.” I smiled, staring out at the horizon. “No. I thought about it, but it turns out I wasn’t in the best mood. I was working at a local farm until the obnoxious little punks pissed me off. I lost my cool and walked off the job.” He hissed. “Damn. It’s like we are the same.” “What do you mean?” “I lost my shit with an obnoxious little punk and walked off the job.” I burst into laughter. “Oh no. Really?”

We need a suggestion box for your company, so we can pour out our minds regarding how much of a proud arrogant man you are. Like do I look like I understand eye languages? what happened to English? or french? or German! Well I do hope you get something to fix your saucy life because God it's unbearable working with you every day. You're truly. Your Worse nightmare. I laughed so hard after typing it and sent it to the group. I was so exhausted from work I crashed on my bed and went to sleep immediately.

he announced and Tina clapped “We will be stepping out after all this while. I am so happy I could cry right now” she giggled and Amanda followed suit with a low “I am so happy too. I can't wait to run around in freedom” My eyes rolled at their words because it's not like they were ever so busy they couldnt live the life they wanted. I was surprised that Stanley's company doesn't make their employees work their lives out all in the name of trying to get and scoop all the exclusive news out there. My former workplace was hell.

Why would Maverick be worried about a common worker like me? "Okay, that's weird." Penelope said, ripping into the box of pizza. "The boss never shows concern for any of us. If anything, he wants us to work triple time." "Exactly." Anika agreed. "Remember when Francine fainted?" We laughed at the memory. Francine had suffered a wild migraine one day at the company and lost consciousness. When she hit the ground, I swear, the entire building shook with her weight. It was an inside joke Anika, Penelope and I loved to bring up from time to time.

My brain short-circuited the moment Elvis asked, "So, how's work?" Oh. Oh no. My mind went blank—then, just as quickly, filled with all the wrong answers. All the things I absolutely could not say out loud. I wanted to blurt out: "Oh, work? It’s fine! I’ve been fucked twice by my boss. Would you believe he actually drove me to his house just to do it? Oh, and the best part? He wrapped my panties in a box and gifted them back to me. Isn’t that romantic? And guess what? He had me again this morning! Right on his desk because professionalism, am I right?"

He mumbled, rolling his eyes slightly. My laughter slowly died down, but I burst out into laughter again. “This is way fun,” I added in between laughs. He ignored me, and took a sip from his glass, I followed suit. “So, how was work today?” I asked. “Work was good, kind of stressful though.” He sighed. “Sacked anymore of your employees?” I asked popping, a cherry from the bowl of fruits sitting next to the bed in my mouth. “Of course, I had to sack the idle, annoying ones.” He replied.

“I . . . like to read. When I was in Paris I loved to dance, but I haven’t had much chance to do that in a year. And I do yoga.” “Yoga? I heard it was very relaxing. Is that true?” “It is.” “What do you do for fun?” Lacey asked. Brian laughed – hard. She was a bit confused by his reaction. What was so funny about her question? “I’m sorry, Lacey,” he said with a smile. “Being in my line of work and . . . having to have a certain personality to do my line of work I don’t really have fun.” “Everyone has a little fun here or there no matter what profession they are in. Or is work fun to you like art is to me?”

"No wonder you always turn us down whenever we ask you to go out for lunch. So you were having lunch with your sugar daddy instead. You really have no shame!" Kaia Watson, my lunch buddy, spat disdainfully with eyes full of scorn. After the lunch break ended, my colleagues had gradually returned to their desks. When Frankie Leach from the sales department heard the argument, he chimed in as well. "Yelena Linden, if you had the nerve to sleep with the boss, then we aren't exactly crossing the line when we use your face for a little entertainment, right?"

Nick exclaimed when a smile also plays on his lips. Nick said honestly that he really missed Diane when they were in work mode and seriousness, but her presence was one he really missed, the first time he had to signed change jobs at Chicago, he really missed the presence of this woman meddle by his side, especially her reassuring laugh his mind, that's why he likes to make silly jokes just to make her laugh not only because he wants to relieve his stress but also of course for her, because he knows that how hard their work is when they are really under a lot of time pressure and competitors from other companies.