Looking from above

I had a boss who was looking from above.

I had a friend at school who was looking from above.

I had a man next to me whom I looked like he is really above, if you understand me.

The real looking from above is fantastic, that's what the lead image of my article says.

Let's start from the beginning.

Tall Boss (That is how I would call him)

Before I graduated from college, I worked in a cafeteria. I didn’t like to talk too much about myself because I don’t like when people looking at me through my college. I wanted to they looking at me as an ordinary person. Why am I writing this to you? Cafeteria boss, 1,5 meter tall, strict, I can freely say a not so good man. He thought that we didn’t like him for being short so he yelled at us workers every day. He humiliated us with the story that he is the boss, that we have to keep quiet and do what he says. He didn't know that all of us workers were students, so we were actually at a level above his, but again out of politeness we never told him that.

Conclusion: You don't have to be tall and look down on people to be respected. You should be a quality person and to treat others with respect.

Dad's son (That's how I would call him)

It was an elementary school. I remember it like it was yesterday. From the first day, from the first minute, one friend if I could say that, but he was not a friend, started with bad influence and wrong things. All the other children were somehow from similar families, decently dressed and nicely brought up. He was his dad's son. That's mean that his dad had a lot of money. But his dad didn't teach him to behave friendly. The wealth wasn't expensive sneakers, expensive watch etc. The wealth was something that we wear inside us. He always looked at us from above. I met him by chance a few months ago. He spent his father's fortune. Now he is addicted to some vice. I saw him begging on the street.

Conclusion: His dad was wrong. It wasn't the boy's fault. He wasn't looking at his son from the right height.

My dad

I don't know what to tell you. I don't know where to start. I’ll be brief because it’s hard for me to write about dad. I looked at him as a god. Not because he was tall, but because by his existence he was tall in my eyes. Everything I know, everything I am is the work of his hands.

View from the 38th floor

Lead image. The cafe is located in one building, at a great height. It is a building in Zurich, a city in Switzerland. Unique feeling and little scary if you are afraid of heights. I wouldn't talk too much, so as not to spoil the impression that the picture evokes. Decide for yourself if you like the view from above. And what kind of look do you like from a height. 😊 The look of the boss, a friend or a real look? 😊

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