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The first was gentle. He never scolded me for mistakes. When someone slipped me a RM$10 note, he paid for the difference. He took out the garbage together with the boys (me).
So was the second. When the manager scolded him for letting me read during work (I had nothing to do...), he did not pass it on.
My luck carried on to the third. She was always protective and constantly steered me from danger. There was once when my pride clashed with her caution and tempers ran hot. Fortunately I did not quit and she turned out to be possibly my best supervisor ever. Even when I switched to my fourth "boss", she extended her protection to me. She was sad when I resigned and that almost made me retract my letter.
My fourth was my peer. She was my match or better in programming so I was often at odds with her on how to solve a particular problem. I can pity her as she couldn't stop me from helping out of bounds. My third boss had to rein me in.
The fifth was a break in Joran's string of luck. Her eyes were on deadlines, not reality. She pushed like a fly buzzing in my ear. Once she stopped being my boss, I found her a better person.
Number six was an approachable and helpful guy. When shit happened, he did not lay blame. The bad part was finding a time when he is actually free.
The last is hard to label as a boss. She is my peer. I work along and support her as best as I could. For a while, I worried about being seen as over-stepping my place. Probably neither of us wants her position but she does it well.
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