He had never been accused of being intelligent...therein lay his secret to success...
At first glance he was anything but impressive...a mousy looking junior accountant in a slowly popular fashion house, a stickler for rules and honest to a fault....
The reports were prompt, accurate; the books in perfect order...
When the audit firm asked for hereto overlooked records, he was all smiles and helpful, assigning an assistant their way....
As the scam was unearthed, the store keeper and stock manager suspended...he was effusive in his praise of the young interns who unlocked the so called fraud.... his mind focusing on the latest victims to be hired...
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Since, crazy Mr. Blogspot won't let me reply to the comments here (is upset with the water ladies ever since they refused to verify visitors)...will do the next best thing, drop in to your blog to say my Vanakkam/Namaste/Salaam/Hello.