Madge had an office, a title, and decades of seniority.
Her salary may have been HR’s little “don’t ask, don’t tell” secret, but her designer clothes spoke volumes.
Karen had a tiny cubicle near the copy machine, filled in wherever needed, and secretly dreamed of climbing the ladder of success.
When serious budget cuts came calling, Madge was the first employee to go.
Senior management carefully weighed the options and made an informed, perhaps caffeine-fueled, decision.
Turns out Karen was the only one who could clear those stubborn paper jams in the copier.
She also made a mean cup of coffee.