Irritating Boss Novels & Stories

I stammered, glancing at Laura for support. His hand slammed down on the desk, making me jump. The loud smack echoed through the room like a thunderclap. “You’ve been here for over a week, and you still haven’t figured anything out?” he yelled. “Do you think this is a joke?” I flinched, completely thrown off. What was wrong with him today? “Or have you forgotten your responsibilities as my personal assistant?” he added,his voice was sharp with irritation. I bit my lip hard, trying to contain my own anger. If we were at home and he dared speak to me like this, I would’ve snapped back. But this was work. He was my boss, and I couldn’t afford to be reckless.

I exclaimed with a smile. Well, yes. It's quite too hard to believe that a beautiful (just kidding) woman like me is working in a cafe near Irdium Colleges, the school where I study Psychology. I've been in this cafe for like, 5 months? And, I swear. Our boss is freaking annoying like the orange guy on Youtube, except for the fact that annoying orange is quite funny, but our boss? Nope. He's simply annoying for he's always hot-headed. And one day... boom. He just pushed me through my limits so I punched him on his face. I just can't stand him being so bossy and annoying.

I couldn't wait to leave this office to work somewhere else. "Get us quality coffee as well, is that okay?" Lola added. "Yes ma'am, that's very okay." I smiled nervously, gazing at her with a forced happy expression. Lola was a pain in the ass. She was the kind of boss whom all the employees hated, and I was no exception. "Good," she sneered, flipping her hair and swaying her hips to her office. "Annoying!" I gritted my teeth and rolled my eyes. I needed to leave this office as soon as possible because I was sensing that she was tired of me.

"Oh?" "Your boss," I said, my voice dripping with venom, "is the most infuriating, arrogant, impossible man I have ever met. He dumped a mountain of files on my desk and expected me to understand them. He fired his assistant right in front of me and gave me her job without even asking if I wanted it. And then he forced me to wear this—" I gestured to the scent blocker device still wrapped around my rib, "—which made me sick, and he didn't even care." Sabrina's lips twitched, threatening to form a smile. "That sounds like him."

Jake has a whole new level of pissed off, it seems. Fuck off! This is how the last forty-eight hours have been, my once charming boss is now my asshole, irritating as shit, dick head of a boss who’s been riding my back about everything. He’s made me redo a million menial tasks that my assistant could have dealt with and he’s snarked at me incessantly. If anyone has a PMS issue it is him, not me. I have the urge to throw a tampon at him. For the love of god.

Roll your eyes" I can always replace lunch at dinner time. And regarding work, you know I can't leave it, how would I pay for the house? Now it's my turn to roll my eyes. This is a town where, even as a homeowner, you have to pay a monthly fee for always living here. Go town. Wow boss. The whole town is run by one person: the boss of the Russian mafia, or as many call it: The Boos. Few people have seen his face, few people know where he is, and few people know exactly what he does. I don't know what he does with all the money from the townspeople, since being so filthy rich I highly doubt he needs it. But hey, it's not like I'm going to ask. I've told you a thousand times that... "And I have

She replied and I refused to talk to her. It was very saddening that she was feeling very stressed and I didn't know what to do. "I don't have too much to say other than the fact that I might be needing too many people who would have to get over themselves. I don't need to be in any problems before you can let me go and breathe normally. Do you have something to say to me other than the fact that your boss is about to make my life a living hell?" I replied her angrily Ever since I returned from the cottage, I had been irritable but was happy that they didn't poke me. It seemed like my happiness was going to be cut short because of the way that they behaved.

“You didn't say that two years ago when we were out tasting all the pussies and dicks that came our way, you man whore.” I laughed as she continued, “Besides, I have fun all the time at work. I get high off coffee fumes and customer complaints, and my boss actually told me last week that my ‘tone was a little aggressive.’ Like I’m supposed to coo at a grown man asking for gluten-free whipped cream on a black coffee.” I laughed, shaking my head. “You’ve got the patience of a bomb squad.” “I know,” she sighed dramatically. “I should be given a medal. Or a raise. Or a therapist who doesn’t side with my boss.”

"Catherine, Alexander doesn't like cowards. If you don't stand up to him, he'll think you're a coward and that's when he'll fire you. He's testing you, wanting to see how you react. So I suggest you respond intelligently when he confronts you. I need to leave early today, can you manage?" I said yes and she said goodbye. A few minutes later, the phone on my desk rang again. I sighed and hoped it wasn't my stressed-out boss. "Miller Group, presid-" I hadn't even finished speaking when my boss started with his rudeness. "Where's Mariana?" I sighed, knowing I'd have to deal with this jerk. "Mr. Miller, Mrs. Taylor isn't in the office at the moment. Can I help you?" "Do you know you're annoying?

"Nye nye nye, why is the boss telling me what to do? It's the boss' fault for cutting my allowance! "Hey, be more mature." "I'm not even twenty years old, I'm immature! If I'm not on time, the boss will help me, right?! Bye!" Vivian hung up the line unilaterally, she chuckled. The person on the other side must be cursing right now. She really liked seeing her boss in distress, she liked the expressions made by her boss who rarely showed a smiley face. Although it was difficult to make him smile, it was quite easy to make his boss upset.