(Do you know what I find amusing about the work-from-home return-to-office debate? It’s the staring contest between leaders and employees. Who will blink first? I’m amused because the one who won’t blink first is not even debating. The one who makes things happen. The one called Boss.)

Oh, for Pete’s sake. Someone out there wants to ban the word ‘bossy’. I think they want to stop little girls from being labeled. Well, guess what, I want my daughter to be bossy. I don’t want men to boss her around. I want her to do the bossing. And get paid for it.

Do you know how much real bosses get paid? Way more than those play-nice leadership types. After all, bosses make things happen while leaders envision things somehow happening.

To drown out the ban bossy campaign, I played “Won’t Get Fooled Again” by The Who, just to hear these lyrics loudly: “Meet the new boss, same as the old boss.”

That’s right! Boss is boss is bossy. If you don’t like it, go find a different job. And good luck finding one without a boss attached.

Hmm, for the record, I am one of those play-nice leadership types. Until things go wrong. Then I need the help of a real boss.

Welcome to my side of the nonsense divide.