Okay, I'm a bad person.

BOSS: I'm not feeling good today, I've had throat tickles since Sunday and I'm coughing and might go home early.
ME: I have cough suppressant right here. *hands him bottle of Buckley's with dextromethorphan*
BOSS: *walks into next room*
(insert Jeopardy theme here)
BOSS: *walks back into room* HOLY SHIT. THAT STUFF IS STRONG. HOOOOOOLY SHIT. WAUGH.


... on the bright side it's worked rather nicely for him?