Letter to my best boss ever

There are things I want to say to you, 老板, but I can’t, mainly because of our language barrier.

Also, you’re my male boss and I am your female subordinate, and what I say might be misconstrued or taken out of context.

So, I have no choice but to do a confession, right here.

I am most expressive in writing: I wouldn’t say these things out loud. I’m still a bit introverted, after all.

Boss, I wish you knew how much of a positive impact you had in my life.

You gave me stability when my life was topsy-turvy. When I was burdened with nine months of home renovations, you gave me structure, and I held on to that for the sake of my sanity.

For one whole year, you trusted me to do my writing job without a time tracker. You believed me when I said I took X amount of time to complete X amount of words for the articles.

You initially ran my work through online plagiarism checkers, but later, you stopped doing this. It’s because you recognized how well I deliver plagiarism-free content, as is my standard practice.

Let’s say you kept a professional distance, but you were friendly enough in your own conservative way. You told me about your spouse, your house, your kids, you car, your sport, and your extended family.

You didn’t tell me much, but the info you gave me allowed me to see the human side of you.

Through those little gestures of friendship, we were able to bond. I know I worked with you for only a year, but you made a lasting impression. Judging from your actions, this was reciprocated.

You value me. I’m not invisible.

A few months ago, I left my job with you to pursue my dream of being a published author.

It was a wild ride! I don’t regret making that decision. I learned so, so much. But I’ve had enough.

Specifically, I gained sufficient knowledge from the publishing industry to move forward. I realized that if my work as a ghostwriter was good enough for the international audience, then, my work is good enough, period. I just need to grow a backbone.

After seeing my clients’ success, I’ve chosen to follow in their footsteps and independently publish my book.

Which brings us to the present moment…

When you called me a week ago, you asked if I was willing to go back. And if I accept your offer, I’ll be a Team Leader for the Philippine Team.

The answer came to me easily. I didn’t hesitate even for a minute—

I’m going back to you and the easy camaraderie we had. I miss it, so so much.

You respect me, and I respect you.

I swear I’m not leaving your side again. You don’t have to worry about that.

My creativity has an outlet now, so let’s get down to business. Work’s just work, I’ll take the cash.

This Year of the Rabbit, let’s make some money! 加油!!!

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