Our Overtime Novels & Stories

“If the young master happened to stay at the Villa during the weekend, you can only go home on Saturday and must return Sunday morning. But if not, you can go home on Friday morning.” Elena nodded in understanding and thought about it. This was a great offer. She could visit her family at the orphanage every week! The orphanage is on the outskirts of town, two hours away from here. Not bad. But it would probably cost a lot of money if she come home too often. “What if… I stay during weekend instead, is that allowed?” She asked. “Ah, that’s right, if you decide to work on the weekend of course it will count as overtime. And the overtime bonus money will be added to your salary every week.” Th

The mention of dinner made Daniel nearly lose it. He glanced at the pile of paperwork on his desk. Were they not swamped with work for the day, with no time for breaks? Daniel had been cracking the whip, getting everyone to pull together the reports, all set for a night of overtime. Then, the boss decided to call it quits at seven. Where was the fairness in that? Trevon's brow creased just a bit. "If you're up for overtime, I won't stop you."

He said, “This is due to my oversight, and I’m sorry. I’m willing to work overtime without pay! I’m also willing to pay the others their overtime fees out of my pocket.” The people’s expressions became less hostile. After all, they thought they would not get any overtime pay this time, not when they were doing it due to oversight. Ivanka remained calm. “No need to. Just do your job to catch up on your work progress. I’ll be responsible for my oversight.” This meant that she was going to pay them their overtime fees. Michael’s expression seemed to have turned even darker.

These days, Daniel transforms into a workaholic, every day except working time, even during break time, he also works overtime at the company. Originally on leave, but all employees of Williams Corporation saw their boss risking his life like that, so they had to endure the fatigue and overtime, but the salary was increased by three, so they did not have any grievances.

A nothing-special death sounded so much better right then. Staying late that night to help close up the diner was always going to be a mistake, not least because I didn't get paid overtime. Stupid choice #1. Mr Kalamides wasn't a bad boss, but he was a stingy one. He didn't believe in paying his staff any more than absolutely necessary and took the approach that if he didn't acknowledge the overtime then it didn't exist. Yet there I was, thirty minutes after my shift had ended. Call me a soft touch. Or someone who needed to work on saying 'no' more often.

"One for my New York home; one for the new home I'm having built in Los Angeles. We have some time on the second. There will be a bonus for getting the one for New York quickly. I understand there's about a five week waiting list now?" "Yes, sir," I replied. "A thousand dollars for each week you can get it done under five." "That would be unfair to our other customers, Master." William laughed again. "Someone else who doesn't want my money, Evelyn. Maybe we should move to Fresno instead?" "Perhaps so, sir." "Here's the deal, then. You don't work on my bed during normal working hours. Let your other customers get those beds. Only work on mine after normal closing time and on weekends A fifty

“Sure, sure. You’re doing just fine. So much so that your expression hasn’t warmed a single degree for the past few days. Your work efficiency has increased a lot, but you’ve made life harder for those under you. These few days, more and more people have automatically volunteered to work overtime even into the wee hours.” York Corporation would not force its employees to work overtime. As long as they managed to finish their work, they not only did not have to work overtime, they could even get off work early. However, if their work was not done by the day, they would work overtime on their own accord because that day’s work could not be put off to the next day.

She immediately petted him on his head, “Alright, I’ll print out a copy for you now.” Tania actually printed out a copy for him. She thought to herself, such a small little bean, he wouldn’t be familiar with that many words, what does he need a résumé for? Cynthia worked till eight in the evening. She couldn’t bear to let her son accompany her through her overtime. She planned to bring her work home and cook up a meal for her son. Only after she had put him to bed would she then continue working overnight. Linda also happened to be working overtime and since they were staying in the same living accommodation that the company had arranged for them, she gave this pair of mother and son a ride

he asked. Everyone exchanged glances. Honestly, there were not too many things to work on in the R&D team. They should even consider themselves lucky for being compensated for overtime, as not every company offers that. After the experimental phase was over, they were going to be a lot less busy. So, Keegan would let them take turns to have some time off, excluding mandatory holidays, and they would still be paid. So, no one really complained despite having to work overtime. "It's manageable to me."

Besides, Javier did not need a luxury car for a front. The following week, his days passed peacefully. Nothing much was different other than a slightly faster tempo in life. His coworkers under him, however, were suffering as they had a lot of complaints about him for making them work overtime. When the grumbles resulted in higher sales and growth in commission, though, all of them wore big smiles. The reality proved that people were not scared of working overtime. What they were scared of was not having a corresponding return for working overtime. When there was an adequate temptation of return, so what if they had to work overtime? As long as it did not get in the way of their meals and sl