The other day my daughter complained about her friend. “Mom, she was being so bossy, telling me how to do it,” she said. “I knew how to do it – and anyway, she’s not the boss of me!” It was one of those great parenting moments when you want to laugh but you have to keep a straight face and help your child think through a suitable solution. The discussion got me thinking about what bossiness has to do with being the boss, and I remembered a time when I was a bossy boss myself. I believed that, as the boss, I had authority over employees, and that being the boss meant exercising that authority. Back then I thought that was the way to manage, but now I wonder: is there a place for bossiness when you’re the boss?