Not a moment later there was a knock as the Bosse's door, "Come in..." he said.
In walk Ben, Janitor of thirty long years. "You wanted to see me sir?" he said, and loostened his tool belt.
The boss sat there for a moment staring at the old man, then smiled and said "You've been a good employee, one of my best."
Ben shifted his weight to the other foot, and began nervous twitch with his left eye, something he'd allways done under pressure.