It's funny when you
Live long enough to want to be
Someone you scoffed at.
The poem doesn't really capture the experience that well, but I wanted to write something anyway. I used to have a boss whose mind was so fertile that he had to constantly run around handing out ideas and asking his subordinates to run with them. Some of the ideas were fantastic, some were not; but he, and we, couldn't always tell which was which until later.
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