03/29/2020
A few years ago I had a meeting with my boss at the time. As we sat and talked about how things were going the conversation drifted to what our relationship looked like. I remember it vividly. I could tell you where we were, the office, just about everything almost down to the fragrance of the office. The conversation, to me, ended here, "I'm not paid to be your friend." [ 300 more words ]
A few years ago I had a meeting with my boss at the time. As we sat and talked about how things were going the conversation drifted to what our relationship looked like. I remember it vividly. I co…