Workplace Novels & Stories

"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.

The fact that some people have even noticed us is shocking enough in a city so busy. “No one is going to see you,” I reassure her. “You don’t know that,” she argues. I tilt my head back and forth, pressing my lips into a thin line. “Actually, I do. I’ve made it an unspoken company policy that no one is supposed to come into work on Sundays or holidays. Work life balance and all.” My words seem to take her off guard. Her head swings my way in shock. “You did?” This disbelief in her voice should offend me.

But even as I moved deeper into the building, my body wouldn’t shut up. Because my legs ached, not just from the heat, but from yesterday. NO. I slammed the thought down like a judge with a gavel. Case dismissed. We’re not thinking about it. I forced my feet to keep moving, but the office space itself was against me. I slammed my eyes shut. Nope. No. Not doing this. This was a workplace. People worked here. Answered emails. Had lunch breaks. Chatted about weekend plans and office gossip. This was not the place to be having inappropriate, unhinged, absolutely unforgivable flashbacks.

I used the money to buy myself a spacious penthouse in the city center. Standing before the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking down at the bustling streets, I felt a rush of reflection. Three months ago, I had been the office outcast, trapped in a corner by colleagues. Now, I had reached heights many could only dream of. This experience had taught me a fundamental truth: the workplace is a battlefield. To show mercy to your enemies is to be cruel to yourself. You never know which smiling colleague will one day stab you in the back for personal gain.

’ I said, keeping my voice light while my mind calculated exits, angles, and whether the decorative paperweight on his desk would crack a skull if necessary. ‘They had a workplace accident. Ended up with disabilities. Had to retire early. Naturally, we didn’t want the news to get out, bad for our image, you see, so I arranged a private settlement.’ ‘That doesn’t sound like something that has to be discussed behind closed doors,’ I said. ‘The company has a workplace injury policy, not to mention compulsory insurance.’ Daryl Koh’s expression twitched, guilt flickering across his face. Wayne looked worse, fidgeting with his shirt c

It was 8:00 am the following day, and the conference room was already half occupied, with the atmosphere bearing no resemblance to yesterday's frenzy; a distinct unease hung over the crowd instead. There were quite a few employees with bloodshot eyes, showing obvious signs of a sleepless night.

COMPANY RULE BOOK 1. Employees must arrive at work before 8:30 AM. 2.Only formal office wear is permitted during working hours. 3.Gossiping during work hours is prohibited. 4.Employees are not allowed to raise their voices inside the company building. 5.Slamming office doors is strictly prohibited. 6.No employee may enter the CEO’s office without permission. 7.Food is only allowed during lunch break. 8.Drinks are prohibited around company files and documents.

The company’s cafeteria, known affectionately as “The Hub," was a warm and welcoming oasis in the midst of the bustling corporate landscape. The aroma of freshly cooked food wafted through the air, enticing employees to take a break from their desks and gather around the tables. Known for its warm and inviting atmosphere, the Hub boasts comfortable seating and vibrant décor, and the menu is diverse and affordable, offering a range of options to suit various tastes and dietary needs. The Hub serves a mix of classic comfort food, international cuisine, and healthy options, all at prices that were streamlined to suit the needs of the middle- and low-class workers of the company. From hearty san

The streets were bustling with people rushing to work, but Axel remained calm and composed, his mind already focused on the tasks that lay ahead. As he entered the sleek, modern building that housed his company, Axel was greeted by his dedicated team of employees who were already hard at work. He exchanged greetings and small talk with them, a smile on his face as he made his way to the conference room where the meeting was set to take place.