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Some people don’t like to mix business with pleasure, but I’ve never been one of those people. Therefore, I went on a date with my Cornell Daily Sun editor last Saturday night.
This strapping, Spanish-speaking Associate Editor (who shall remain nameless) has recently ended his term as such. Now he is just a regular Joe, but last week he was still technically my boss — which, I’ll admit, made our date all the more thrilling. For months I’ve watched this guy critique my writing, slash my grammatically-incorrect prose with red ink and crush my last ounce of dignity. But then, at the brink of his retirement, he offered me the chance to strike back by critiquing him. It was just too good; I couldn’t pass up the opportunity.