Our Overtime Novels & Stories

Lila said. "You should not bully your employees to work extra hours if they do not want to and an employer is mandated to pay overtime pay if the workers have to stay overtime" Lila popped her head behind her assent to see Damien walking to her with a bag in hand. If not that Rain turned with her mouth open at the man walking toward them she would have thought that she was hallucinating. "I never said I was not going to pay her overtime if she worked," Lila said. She had so many questions bubbling in her chest but instead, she just said that.

Back at the company, Matthew had Kent bring him today’s work schedule as usual. “Mr. Leon, today’s workload is even heavier than yesterday, so you might have to work overtime again.” Kent was used to working overtime because as long as there was a chance for a raise, he had no complaints. Matthew had always been generous with employee benefits, offering double pay for overtime, which served as motivation for the employees under him. “Alright… Isn’t Sunrise Group supposed to send someone over today to discuss the Eurovian project with us? Have you done the preparations for that?”

Especially when he takes on overtime that causes them to be in the office longer than other employees. Really overtime in the sense of taking care of the work that Maureen had to speed up to quickly understand the position to be given and the occasional extra service, made her idol even more dependent on her. Iqlima's palm swung high into the air, preparing to land while blaspheming, "Insolent child!"

It took her about 4 hours just to finish her work for today and it’s already 5 pm. “I guess I have to work overtime today, I hope I can finish this at 8 pm” Tanya muttered to herself while leaning on her chair, taking a sip of water to damp her dry throat. Thinking about working overtime, Tanya decided to text Kayla to inform her about working overtime. [Tanya: will be working overtime today but just wait for me after eating] After texting Tanya put back her phone on her table and began to start her work. The moment she grabs her pen, her phone began to vibrate.

"Stop right there! You worked overtime of your own free will. Nobody forced you to do it, so of course you're footing the bill yourself." As soon as his words fell, the murmurs around me grew louder and louder. Everyone was clearly enjoying the show, eager for things to blow up even more. A few colleagues chimed in sarcastically from the sidelines. "Yeah, Meredith, working overtime means nothing if you don't produce results. In fact, you're just burning through resources." "I've been sick of her try-hard act for ages. Who's she putting on a show for anyway?" I clocked a thousand hours of overtime in one year. Over five years, that added up to five thousand hours.

"Why are you having dinner eating so late?" "I just came back after working overtime at the company..." Iris replied curtly. "Is it for that project again?" Leon quickly understood. Iris worked overtime until past nine the previous night, and her overtime hours extended to nearly ten that night, which just goes to show that cooperation was very important to the company! "Yeah. There isn't much time left to discuss it, and we need to prepare some of the frameworks and make several decisions as soon as possible in the next few days..." Iris was a little absent-minded, apparently still worried about it.

I understand even if I wanted to hear his voice. It was half past nine when I finished what I was doing. I quickly gathered my things and left the office. Christina and the other employees had gone home so there were only a few people there. “Are you going home, ma’am?” someone asked me, it was Jean, one of my teammates. “Uh, yes. You? To much for overtime, huh” they laughed at what I said. “Later, ma’am. We have to go overtime to increase our salary a bit.” they said jokingly and laugh, I laughed too.

They had even offered to work overtime. Why would I oppose that? Could it be that I wasn't the perfect employer they thought I was? Just as their disappointment deepened, I continued, "Listen. Our current office is too damn small for sleepovers. I can't carve out space for each of you to have a room whenever you need one, okay? So I've decided none of my employees will ever work overtime at Sleeping Giant, especially not until midnight! "On top of that, it's become clear you've all been saddled with far too many projects. This team needs more manpower! And all of you deserve a raise and a promotion. Each of you will become a team leader and train the new hires who'll take on some of these pr

"The company's swamped right now. How about putting in some extra hours? Work hard, and maybe we'll make you Employee of the Year." He'd been dangling that title in front of me forever. Sure, I'd won it a few times, but not once had it come with a bonus. In my head, I cursed him and everyone in his family tree. Out loud? I nodded and stayed to work overtime. When the boss tells you to stay, you stay. As soon as Peter's car left the lot, I smirked. What was supposed to take two hours? Done in ten minutes. I clocked out and headed home.