Workplace Novels & Stories

He pointed out different areas—the conference room, the break room, and the desks where his coworkers sat. “This is where we do most of our work,” David said, gesturing to the open office space. “It’s not the most exciting place, but it’s alright.” Lulu nodded, looking around. It wasn’t exactly thrilling, but it was better than being stuck at home doing nothing. “I’m sure it’s better than being bored at home.” David chuckled. “Yeah, it’s nice to get out sometimes, even if it’s just to work.” “Let’s go back to the office,” lulu suggested.

If I really joined Alice's company, then I wouldn't be around him every day. Hence, Julian had to find a way to change Alice's mind. "Actually, I was just about to ask—you could make more money by running your own business, so why are you still willing to work here?" Alice answered without hesitation, "Because our company is great! First of all, we have a good working environment. Everyone has their own tasks, and when we're at work, we're all focused on our jobs. There's no scheming or backstabbing going on.

“I know what you’re thinking. You’ve worked for my sister. The minute she discovers what we’ve been doing when no one else is watching, you’ll be gone. So I recommend that we take things slow.” She sighed, figuring he was right. She had been a witness how Belinda had enforced her people to follow her no office romance rules. Her boss firmly believed that workplace relationships could be a potential menace to her employees’ productivity and overall performance at work. And she wanted to avoid personal conflicts between her staff, by all means necessary.

Exactly the kind of person who loved their job at a tech startup and definitely wasn’t dying inside. “You’ve got this,” I toldmy reflection. My reflection looked unconvinced. The InnovateTech office was everything a modern workplace was supposed to be—open floor plan, bean bag chairs in the “creativity corner,” a kit stocked with kombucha and organic snacks nobody actually ate. My coworkers were nice. My boss, Adrian Winters, was a decent guy who occasionally remembered my name.

There was a pause before he said, “After all, that injury of yours is considered a workplace injury.” A workplace injury. It was just three words, but they seemed like boulders hurtling down a slope toward her. It wasn’t anything for Zoey to get worked up about. Sleeping with him was a regular routine, to the point that it was like a part of her work duties.

"Googly eyes and secret smiles? That sounds like a fun workplace." He chuckled. "Fun, yes, but not very productive. Rule number two, no discussing personal matters during work hours." I raised an eyebrow. "Not even if I have an urgent need to discuss the latest episode of our favorite show?" He smirked. "Especially not then. We need to maintain a professional environment." I sighed dramatically again. "So, no workplace gossip about our favorite TV characters. Got it." He nodded. "Exactly. And rule number three, when we leave the office, we leave work behind. No carrying it into our personal time."

“Describe your workplace?” Rick asks, leaning forward with false curiosity. “My workplace is a calm yet bustling environment,” Rita replies, pausing as if carefully considering her next words before she continues to speak. “There’s always a whirlwind of tasks to tackle, but what truly sets it apart is Mrs. Lara. She has this incredible knack for balancing the workload for everyone. She ensures that we have designated days off to recharge, organises team bonding activities that really bring us closer together, and even surprises us with generous bonuses that make all the hard work feel worthwhile”.

He efficiently hung his jacket on the back of his chair and got down to business. The administrative division room buzzed with activity, as employees diligently tackled their assignments. The rhythmic clatter of keyboards filled the air, punctuated by occasional phone conversations and the rustling of papers. It was a typical morning at VirtuTech, where each member of the administrative team played a crucial role in keeping the company running smoothly.

"But, there's news going around that my boss at my workplace wants to employ new workers. What do you think?" "At Jexs?" I asked rhetorically. I already knew where Tricia worked. Jexs; one of the biggest companies in the state. Tricia got a job there because she was lucky and also fit for the job, but I knew I wasn't as lucky, neither was I fit. There was no way I could pull something as big as that, plus my overprotective husband wouldn't let me work somewhere as exposed as that. He wouldn't want me to have such high exposure and he most definitely didn't enjoy seeing me get what I wanted.

"That’s why I want you to start working at the office with your husband. You’re already used to office work, aren’t you?" "No way, my wife’s not working at the office. She can help me from home," Dominic interrupted, not wanting Gwen to return to the corporate environment. "She’s better off working from home," he added. "I respect your opinion as her husband," Mr. Charles began, "but as the head of the company, I believe it's beneficial for talented employees like Gwen to occasionally work in the office. After all, she does have some responsibility to the company." "True, I should go to the office sometimes," Gwen chimed in, looking at her husband hopefully.