Irritating Boss Novels & Stories

She scoffs angrily. "I've had enough of this, Jayden, I've had enough of all this bullshit! Why not just sack me, and let me go? Is this how much you really want to frustrate me? For heaven's sake, I've been trying so much to tolerate you, but the more I try to, the more you keep pushing me to the wall. What's the meaning of this?" She yells angrily, while I just stare at her, enjoying every bit of her drama. You can say that I'm crazy. Well, we both are. This is exactly what I want, seeing her frustrated gives me so much joy, and I won't stop ever stop driving her nut. "Do you realize that I'm your boss?" I snap at her sarcastically.

I had enough of this. The image of my boss came to my mind. I hissed silently just by seeing his stoic expression. It was so annoying and irritating at the same time. How did I manage to endure myself here with him being here? How did I manage to get out of his vicious grasp when some of the employees didn’t make a good impression with him? I also made an embarrassing action that could lead me to be fired but he never shouted ‘you’re fired’ at me even once. “Damn it,” I cussed as I massaged my temples. I was quite intimidated by him but I couldn’t help admiring him a little. But still, he was so annoying that at some point I wanted to slap him earlier.

They acknowledged their culpability, though exerting full control over the situation remained beyond their purview. "I am not here to engage in idle conversation. Proceed with your tasks." Their boss's response left no ambiguity; he would not entertain extraneous discourse. While his temperament generally did not lend itself to impatience over trifles, certain aspects beyond his control unwittingly elicited such reactions. He was no longer the same person, rendered incapable of enduring prolonged waits when crucial matters unfolded before him.

"I'm gonna go into the boss's office now and before I get back, I expect my coffee to be on my table" I nodded meekly even when what I wanna do is wipe off her makeup with this coffee in my hand. She elegantly pointed her finger to my face "And yeah, remember...." I knew what she was gonna say next. "Make a good coffee" We said together. "Yeah, I remember that" I said with a nod. Her long painted finger remained pointed at my face "Don't talk while I'm talking" I suppressed a groan and walked away. I swear the bosses in this company are not sane at all. They don't show care. They bully a lot. They are rude, arrogant, sharp mouthed. Fuck them all!

(Rihanna) Yelling, curses and disdainful glares has become my new normal as I move back and forth from my boss’s office. “The font is too bold. Redo it!” He throws the file at me, his gaze cold, his face drained of any color. “This doesn't align with the theme of the project!” He glares at me, his face tight as he pushes back the file to me. “What's this trash?” He seethe, for the hundredth time. “Can you ever do anything right?” He grunted with an unhidden irritation and my chest tightens at his outburst.

I was driving rashly and I could hear our car tires screech whenever I try to dodge their bullet from our car. "Oh my god!! I haven't even started my life yet…what about my passion? What ab…" I was blabbering and bawling my eyes out at this point. "SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!" my boss roared with irritation. I looked at him with my swollen eyes and running nose. I sniffled and bit my lower lip to stop it from trembling. He looked conflicted not by our situation but by me.

"It's just that my boss has been giving me a hard time... rather like yours. How's it going at work anyway?" I waved off the question. "It's going well. I'm able to handle Dimitri. But we're talking about you. Go on." Ivy stared into the depths of her wineglass for a while before continuing. "Nothing I do at work ever seems to be enough. Don't get me wrong. I love my job but the demands of it, coupled with my boss's new sadistic attitude is beginning to get to me. It just gets so exhausting sometimes. I had no idea I was that obvious."

I wonder what kind of a person he was. " We are paid the same salary you know, and you are never punctual" The annoying Betty who happens to be my colleague said and I rolled my eyes at her. She always finds a way to piss me off She happened to be the boss's favourite and from the look of things, it seems she is in a relationship with the boss in order to keep her job and this irritates me. We were never friends and she is always taunting me and I made it clear that I don't like her. She approached my chauffeur and turned to me with a smirk on her face.

“You cannot just use me and—” “Now, if you don’t mind… I kind of have to get back to work…” The boss’s tone was calm and deep and playful even as he interrupted the woman’s loud shrieks—it always was, which apparently made it much more obvious how his many women were making fools out of themselves. The crash was loud and sudden, almost making me jump out of my chair… The sound of another vase breaking. Honestly speaking, this was all becoming a bit too routine for my liking. Let me tell you about a typical signature Blackwell-Bimbo confrontation, so you’d also see where I’m going with this.

He hoped that they didn't share any intimacy as it would hurt him to the core. "Your boss is so annoying." She complained as she laid on the bed. Ema found it satisfying to hear that. He knew that for her to talk this way, they must have fought. "What happened between you and my boss this time?" He asked, with rapt attention. "Well, he has just been so annoying since yesterday." Lila said as she rumbled her mouth. "You know how my boss is now. Well, just put up with it for six months. Six months and you are free from him."