call center's gentleman employees asked me if I was
familiar with a certain part of India's history, and
when I said I wasn't very, he talked about emperors
and lavish palaces and so forth in his beautifully
Then he told me that I looked as if I should have been
one of the empresses.
Now, that is how to compliment your supervisor.
Nothing was expected of it other than a graceful
acceptance of the comparison. He and I have an
established history of amiable, if limited,
interaction, and his interactions with me are far more
avuncular than lecherous. (A combination of lecherous
and avuncular is an abomination and not to be
tolerated. At least, not by me.) He flatters me, and I
am pleased, and I smile at him, and he smiles at me,
and all is right with the world.