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Section IV: Hiring, Firing <strong>an</strong>d other acts <strong>of</strong> Villainy 211<br />

When the extent <strong>of</strong> the duplicity became apparent, we became objects <strong>of</strong><br />

pity in the wider world <strong>of</strong> <strong>IT</strong>. It even got a mention in one <strong>of</strong> the computer<br />

papers that we'd lost <strong>an</strong> entire 'year' <strong>of</strong> graduate entr<strong>an</strong>ts to the other b<strong>an</strong>k.<br />

Still mulling over this dramatic turn <strong>of</strong> events, I retreated to one <strong>of</strong> our<br />

favored City Pubs, where I was sipping a pint <strong>of</strong> fine ale, <strong>an</strong>d enduring a certain<br />

amount <strong>of</strong> good-natured ribbing from one <strong>of</strong> the m<strong>an</strong>agers from the Imperial<br />

B<strong>an</strong>k's <strong>IT</strong> department.<br />

It was at this exact moment that it dawned on me what Kishor had done. I<br />

suddenly recalled, with complete clarity, walking through the City streets one<br />

evening that summer, just after the training course was <strong>an</strong>nounced, <strong>an</strong>d<br />

catching sight <strong>of</strong> Kishor in this very same establishment. The grey-suited<br />

customers spilled out into the street clutching their beer-glasses <strong>an</strong>d talking<br />

loudly. In the thick <strong>of</strong> the mêlée was Kishor, surrounded by <strong>IT</strong> people. Here<br />

<strong>an</strong>d there, like jackals around a campsite, I had noted the sharp attire <strong>an</strong>d<br />

haircut that marked out <strong>an</strong> <strong>IT</strong> employment agent.<br />

Kishor had 'accidentally' let slip to one <strong>of</strong> these <strong>IT</strong> agents the fact that he<br />

was sending all his most talented staff on a training course, knowing full well<br />

that the agent would subsequently inveigle the list from one <strong>of</strong> the more<br />

'malleable' <strong>of</strong> the light arms c<strong>an</strong>didates. From there, it was but a short hop for<br />

the list, into the h<strong>an</strong>ds <strong>of</strong> the agent's best client – the Imperial B<strong>an</strong>k! I smiled in<br />

awe <strong>an</strong>d wonder at the subtlety <strong>of</strong> Kishor's pl<strong>an</strong>, <strong>an</strong>d its implications. Suddenly,<br />

the pint <strong>of</strong> L<strong>an</strong>dlord Bitter in my h<strong>an</strong>d, bought for me by <strong>an</strong> Imperial B<strong>an</strong>k<br />

m<strong>an</strong>ager whose conscience had been troubling him, tasted twice as sweet.

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