He sent us all home with our desktop hard drives (laptops weren't universal yet). For three days, while the power flickered and trees fell, D ran the team from his basement. He called each of us on our flip phones and burner Androids to check on our families before he asked about the spreadsheet. When I lost power at 9:00 PM, he drove twenty minutes in the storm to drop off a portable generator battery at my apartment door. He didn't stay for coffee. He just handed it over and said, "Be online by 6:00 AM."
The whiteboard was his brain. Every Monday, he would sketch out a "waterfall" project plan in red dry-erase marker. He was obsessed with the waterfall method—a linear, rigid way of moving from A to B. In 2012, Agile and Scrum were still jargon for software nerds, not office managers. D believed that if you drew a straight line on a board, the universe had to follow it. my boss 2012
In 2012, the world was shaking off the last dust of the 2008 recession. It was the year of Gangnam Style , the launch of the iPhone 5, and the slow death of the flip phone in the professional world. For me, it was the year I met my boss, a man I will simply call "D." He sent us all home with our desktop