Feb 252013

So the boss said I’m to start doing payroll for his other company, and new girl is to start doing payroll for a few of our clients.

This morning Freda*, my sort-of supervisor, sat us down to show us how to pay 1099 vendors (since that’s part of what we’ll be doing).

As we were going over it, Queenie happened by and noticed us.

My friends, she was livid. She went off on a little tirade: payroll is her responsibility, the boss told her to show us how to do it, does Freda have no work of her own to do, Freda thinks she knows everything and Queenie knows nothing, et cetera, et cetera.

Freda is not at all intimidated by Queenie, but she was placating and conciliatory in an attempt to defuse the drama bomb. “Sure, Queenie. Boss told me to show them, too, so I was showing them. You go ahead and take over.” She vacated the room, and Queenie sat down and walked us through the 1099 vendor payments.

The rest of the day was reasonably quiet.

If I hadn’t figured out by now that our drama stems from a turf war, I think this would have clued me in.

*Not her real name.

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