By Nairaland Forum Is it a crime to be honest in this country ? Referencing to the post I saw here yesterday.
I had my own share too, though it’s long but I need your advice.
The episode started when the Suffocating and comprehensive ASUU strike is becoming more elongated.
My mum discussed with her boss if I can be working with them depending when ASUU will call off their strike.
Fortunately, they affirmed to my mum’s request and I was employed to work as a secretary.
Note: They are both husband and wife running the organization.
My role is to write receipt for all payments entering the organization account, write and ensure all the payments of the day are updated before the next day.
As a result of the nature of my work, this give me access to the boss office as I may need some things to take there. Even if other staff want to access the office, they will inform me first, then I will collect the key and give them whatever they need in the office.
Things was going smoothly until a fateful Friday I was accused of stealing.
The scenario happened like this.
As the secretary of the organization, I do resume work by 7:30am and close by 5:pm.
Apart from the cleaners that tidy the compound. In most cases, I’m the last person that leaves the office. And whenever I’m leaving, I collect the key to the office and park the bags of the boss and his wife into their car, check whether they bought something and ensure everything is placed in their car.
That fateful day, as usual, His wife wasn’t around, then I look for the husband to collect the office key and he told me that the office is opened. With no further delay, I moved into the office and carried their bags. As I was going, he stopped me and check the bag. He claimed that inside the bag, where he packed money, the money has been rough handled and the nylon bag that housed the money was found tore.
Then pandemonium began. He insisted that a person has accessed the money and I was the only person that has the privilege to enter the office. I was troubled and confused. My perplexity was so high that I don’t even know what to say.
I tried to explain to the best of my knowledge. I tried my best to exonerate myself that I Read More
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