The Real Boss Is The Four-Year-Old

(I’ve recently started working in a small theatre. Only me (in my twenties) and my boss (in his late thirties) are employed on a regular basis; everyone else is just hired for each project. One day my boss’ four-year-old daughter is there with us. I take care of her as her father goes to a different floor.)

Four-Year-Old: “Who’s the boss here, you or my dad?”

Me: “Your dad is my boss. He’s everyone’s boss here.”

Four-Year-Old: “No way! He can’t be the boss of [One of the Actors on a current project, in his fifties]! He is the boss of everything; he’s definitely my dad’s boss!”

(I told the actor what she had said and he was super pleased and said he’d always known the four-year-old was very smart.)