I worked at a bank. In the corporate office. There is an image of stoic bankers sitting in mahogany paneled offices. And that is mostly true.
I an guarantee you that they would wait about ten seconds after the door closed when he leaves the room...and they would be pissing their pants from laughter.
In the old days, yes. Today, they'd be keeping their mouths shut and looking nervously over their shoulders trying to figure out who will report them to the thought police for insisting that two plus two is four.