Kristin went out to lunch. This is rare.  LBL came to the front desk to complain.  I told him she should fire her. He said the trouble wasn't that she took a lunch, but that she has work on her desk and took a lunch.  I informed him that while some people might believe that he gives her unreasonable amounts of work that no actual human being would be able to accomplish in a work day, I am not one of those people.  And besides, he could accomplish all that work himself I am sure, and should therefore, fire her.  He said, "No.  I couldn't live without Kristin, or you here.  I've come to the realization that we need you both and you can't ever leave.  You will just have to sacrifice your dreams and life goals for the good of the firm."  I said, "Done. I agree. That's all I needed to hear."  He walked away. 

Just now when I walked back there for a signature on a letter... and complimented his memory (he pulled out the name of a contact from a client from years ago out of no where- and he was right!), he responded "I'm impressed too! And Kristin wants me to take these!" He opened his desk drawer and pulled out two rather large green pills, setting them on a stack of hiking books, next to his keys.  He stared at them for a moment and then added, "She swears they're for my memory.  I'm pretty sure they're laxatives."

As I left his office, I told him to take the laxatives and he shouted behind me, "I knew it!!"