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but everyone could see that friendship ranked higher over anything else and they couldn’t stand to see things that way. It was because he let you get away with everything even though you both knew he was the boss and he had the right to command you to do what he wanted you or needed you to do. But because he never forced you to do anything you didn’t really want to do, half the time you always got away with not doing anything at all. And that, in the end, became a huge problem because pressure came down hard on both of you and when neither of you could produce results that seemed unfathomable to begin with, you decided to leave and he was eventually let go.It was sad the way you two went your separate ways, but that’s how it was supposed to be. You couldn’t take it at that job anymore and you didn’t want to be there if he was planning on leaving as well (which he was). And so it’s more than a year later and you two haven’t kept in touch like you always thought you would if you ever decided to leave the job. But he really is just an email anyway. You insist everytime you see a familiar face from your old job that you will reach out again, but you never get around to doing it. But you should. He’s only an email anyway.
Because you miss him, his jokes, his laughter, his goofy grin and dorky ways. How he thought he was a good dancer, how he was always
trying to teach you new things, how he was determined to be the best Marketing Manager he could be. And despite all the tension in the office, how he still manage to have a good laugh with the rest of you when you and your other coworkers post-it note his desk area and toilet paper his chair for his 29th birthday. He was young at heart and that’s what you loved most about it. That’s what made him a great person and in turn, that’s what made him a better boss (to those who were younger than him).He really made that summer after college a good one because of how personable he was with you and the other interns when you started there. And even though your friendship was a part of what costs both of your jobs to be harder, you don’t regret it, because in him, you had made a great friend after all and to you, this made him the epitome of what you think would be the perfect boss.
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though you weren't in the same 5th grade class, she still came up to you in the hallway, asking if you were who she thought you were: Did you go to P.S. 148? Is your name Cindy? Indeed, you did and indeed, it was. You were surprised she even recognized you, but it was nice to see a familiar face even though it had been 2 years since you last saw her. She seemed friendlier than you remembered and although that was the only time you ever crossed paths that year, you had hoped you would see her again, for the sake of at least knowing someone else in a new school where you were still trying to find your own ground.
You came across her website one day, sometime in 2003 and remember falling in love with her words. More specifically, it was the way she wrote her "exit" page, because not only was it done in a unique and creative way, it was written like a poem as well. Poetry was your thing back then and you had made it your goal to find every pretty-poem-making person there was so you could add them to your own journal. Because you, too, wanted become one of them. You hoped that by reading them, you would be inspired by them and you were. She turned out to be one of those inspiring girls and she still is that inspiring person, today -- with a great job, a loving relationship and talent like you wouldn't believe. She doesn't write in the same pretty format like she used to, but you still read her words anyway. Because, before, she was just another name on your list, but now you can actually say she's more than that. She's a friend and an absolute shining star(shaped-girl).