Aw, nicest "you're a Nazi" compliment ever!

A couple of years ago I was the layout guy at a weekly paper. Tuesday was our main production day. The person who sent me this email was the news editor when I was there, and has recently become editor-in-chief:

Bronwyn came in yesterday and upon asking me how it was going, I said I understood why you were crabby on Tuesdays. But really, I had no idea what the fuck your job was. Now I wish you were back. Not that [the current layout person]'s not great, cuz she is, but you were a nazi, and we would have worked well together. Oh well.

I've never been called a Nazi before, so I'm not sure how this works. I feel really flattered, and I think that's wrong emotion to feel. I might be the first person in over 60 years to feel flattered upon being called a Nazi. I imagine that was a big compliment in ... oh, I don't know, maybe Germany ... around the early 1940's:

"You're such a Nazi!"
"Aw shucks, just doin' my part for the Reich!"

For folks scoring at home, this is the second post this week where I've humanized Nazis. I might have to change my blog's name to "The Lighter Side of Genocide." Or maybe "I'm So Very Very Sorry, World."