R70

I have a friend who turned 70 today. Omg, how old does that make me? But I cannot help laughing about how we met. He was my boss, and I absolutely hated him the first year. Well, hate is a strong word, but I totally disliked him. He was weak I thought, he was not what I expected from a manager.

But after about a year I realized he did know what he was talking about, and even though he has a demeanour and a completely different approach to what I do, I came to respect him.

He has a way of sweeping problems under the carpet, whereas I want to take the fight. Where he gets along with everybody, I choose my alliances. He has a (very) traditional life with a wife, two kids, a car, two houses, and even used to have a dog. I don't.

And yet we're still friends after all these years.

So today I raise a glass to R. Cheers!