Hours Of Service For Dummies Novels & Stories

William replies as he sits on his work seat. “Our?” I ask as I turn around. “My… my services” William explains. I lean myself on the wall and stare at him “I don’t get it” I say. “Don’t they have loved ones, people miss them while they’re gone?” I ask as I walk closer to his desk. “Yeah some of them wanted to see how desperate the one they loved, some of them avoid debt, some of them do for fun. Typically a session only lasts six hours, not enough time to arouse suspicion” He starts.

The clock had started. Twenty-four hours.

"Just so I have enough time off to finish some articles I'm working on." "No problem," he said. "If this lady wants twenty-four-hour protection, I'm going to have to use three, maybe four guys minimum. I promise not to make you work more than eight hours at a stretch." "You're such a kind, thoughtful boss," I said.

“ Boss , the minimum sleeping hours that a human being should have are at least eight to ten hours . “ said Antonio a bit annoyed with a forced smile . “ I sleep four hours mostly of the week . I don’t see any problem here . “ said Damian with his casual cool expression . ‘ ….Derrick is right . This guy isn’t human at all . Other people would die of overwork while he is so calm and composure about it . How can a person live with only four hours of sleep everyday ? ‘ thought Antonio .

For one, I did not get any alarm bells in my head, and I felt calm and safe around him. “So, about your new job,” he said, turning to the counter. “Working hours for starters are from 8 am till 2 pm. Your pay is twenty-five dollars per hour, and you can take extra hours if you so wish. You’re expected to be punctual and tidy, but I’m sure that shouldn’t be hard for you, right?”

I asked, fearfully. "940 hours of community service," the head of security replied, with a smirk on his dumb face as I made a sound of disbelief with my throat. 940 hours sounds like a millennium of pain, "This isn't the first time you've done something like this and we all know it. So you can spend those hours picking up trash, helping at the security building, cleaning the stre..." The old man kept naming places where I could spend those 940 hours and each one sounded worse than the other. I couldn't possibly do any of that, everyone I knew would make fun of me forever.

I asked and he finally pulled his hand away and snapped his eyes open. "Davis" he replied and I nodded before giving my order. "I give you two hours to track the phone that called Mr Brown" everyone gasped knowing that even if they all joined hands together they couldn't do it in five hours. "But sir I'm a newbie and i-" "I know you are. If you can't do it and you are tired of working here, leave now. If you do not do it successfully in two hours, I'll punish you. You are in a security company. I'm sure you know self defense"

I was a nodded my head in determination while looking in his eyes seriously to which he nodded his head back a little and continued saying. "Working hours tend to be from 9 a.m. to 6 p.m. in weekdays . But working overtime is expected and some rules like a celebrity PA, must require you to be on-hand 24/7." He said this quite arrogantly and I also tried my best not to roll my eyes on him and just nodded my head and bit my lower lips. "I understand sir. Anything else....?" I asked him in a complete professional tone. At first he eyed me strangely , and then cleared his throat and said in a uncertain voice.

Once Steven was done, Cassian looked at him, “Steven?” “Yes, boss?” “How many hours are there in a day?” “Are you not aware of that answer sir?” He replied. “Oh, please I just need you to remind me.” Steven sighed tiredly, “It’s twenty-four hours in a day, sir.” “Twenty-four hours in a day,?” He asked with feigned surprise, his tone turned sarcastic, “With how you kept going on today’s agenda, I thought it was fifty-six hours, but now you tell me it’s only twenty-four. Oh wow. You must think I’m a miracle worker or something.”

They were doing me a favor. “Our business hours are eleven o'clock in the morning to seven in the evening. That will all be known to you when you start booking appointments for us.” Chase added. “Honestly, I don't think you would need to be here for the full eight hours a day without getting bored. With what we will have you doing, I think one to seven work best for you.” Joyce said and her brother looked at her and my brother then to me. “Unless you need the hours for money, if not, she is right. You don't need to be here that whole time.” He agreed with her and my brother nodded.