Night Guard Jobs Novels & Stories

she asked, "and what pray tell do I have to do to earn a carrot?" "He's looking for a security guard." "Someone wants to hire a 5ft 2in 93lbs girl as a security guard? That's totally logical." "Well, someone once told me 5ft 2in isn't that short..." "For a Hobbit" she shot back. "Like I said, hear me out, security guard probably isn't quite the right term, more night watchman, or possibly camera watcher?" "Camera watcher?" "Apparently the whole place has CCTV, he needs someone on the night shift to watch the cameras and occasionally take a stroll around the perimeter."

“Stay under the sheets, Noir. It’s my watch,” Nickie murmured, his voice a low vibration against my collarbone. “You’re supposed to be sleeping,” I whispered, shifting so my face was buried in his chest. The Moretti brothers had implemented a rigorous twenty-four-hour detail ever since the break-in at the Moretti Family Estate. They were running shifts like they were back in the special ops: 0800 to 1600, 1600 to midnight, and the graveyard shift—which Nickie currently owned.

Oren I checked my watch. Deloris was securing the video loop at precisely eight o’clock. The staff change at Magnolia Woods happened at seven. That meant that the nurse currently on duty was Adelaide’s night nurse until five in the morning. Our surveillance had enlightened us as to much about the staff’s habits. While some of the nurses—who Deloris discovered were rarely actually registered nurses—napped in a nearby chair waiting for alarms or commotion from their patients, others read or stared for hours on end at their cell phones, no doubt heightening their social media status with pictures of kittens and puppies or better yet, political propaganda.

My first day at work will begin from this moment onwards. Without causing any further delay I sprinted towards the glassy building. Before I could run inside, I was halted on my way by the security. "Do you have an appointment with someone here?" The guard asked. Dressed in a dark suit and a stoic expression, the large burly man appeared quite menacing. I guess that's why he was hired for Security. His name tag read Earl Martin, Chief security. "I will be starting working here from today onwards." The guard gave me a suspicious look. I did not mind honestly because I understand it's a part of his job.

“Rob, who has been patrolling the estate during the night?” Rob looked at me blankly and informed me that it was the same night guard who had been hired two years back. Rob was the caretaker so he prepared the roasters for day and night guards. There were at least ten guards around the estate. “Rob tell me truthfully, has someone been coming regularly to the estate at night?” “I don’t know little Madame because I go back home around six in the evening when the night guards come in. Why what’s wrong did anything happen because there have been no break-ins after the announcement of demolishment and we make sure that no one comes inside the estate.

Watchman tried to drag me into one of his dirty games one night. I was packing up after the day’s work. It was a few minutes past my closing hours—nine pm. They had other employees that took over from me at night until dawn. Most of the girls were strippers. I was glad my employer respected my decision of remaining a waitress. More guests walked in. The thick tobacco smell and liquor made me nauseous and dizzy, so I hastened up. I took off the apron as I prepared to have a short nap. I was already used to the noise from the bar. It helped me avoid my nightmares— I found it hard to sleep deeply. I was about slamming my door when I heard my name,

Deep into the night but drowsiness still did not visit Macky. He could not sleep. From his balcony, he could see the whole house opposite him. The light in his room was also turned off so the house next to him thought they were asleep. He is currently flirting when he notices someone walking barefoot and blowing his hair. His two eyebrows met as he wondered why a woman was still walking at this time of night what she was doing on the road. He saw it enter the abandoned house. So he hurried out of the room, he knocked on Eman to accompany him but it was not in his room. He went out again and just continued outside he couldn't wait for Eman wherever the man went. He picked up a gun in case of

When I was done, I switched off the lights and delved into my meal, I was still eating when I saw the lights come on. ***** Nick I left my stand where I stood as a guard watching over the packhouse for the night shift after the next set of guards took over duty at 5:00 am. I knew it would be impossible for me to go back to bed because if I do, it would only mean me not being able to join the others for the morning walkout. I carried my tired feet and sleepy eyes towards the kitchen which still looked deserted as it is still too early to have maids and guards moving around.

I'm also lonely because everyone is asleep at home but I still want to go out and I just happened to meet you, sir. I sat at the security post and we chatted casually. The security guard said that it was safe from theft there. The CCTV is always on, there is only one road access to this housing complex and there are two security guards at night. One goes around and the other guards the security post. They said their work made their sleep schedule irregular. But even so, they are happy because they have a job. Nowadays they say work is difficult. So, do what you have now with sincerity.

Nadine said softly. “Cleaning toilets pays that much?” Ema asked in disbelief. “Yes, Mom. Because it counts as a night shift, and they pay extra for that. The morning shift doesn’t get as much,” Nadine explained patiently. “Just make sure you take care of your health, dear,” Ema said quietly. “I will, Mom. I work from eight to four at night, and at the store from nine to five. I still have time to rest,” Nadine said, trying to sound cheerful.