What the cashier in the bank must be thinking, after seeing stacks of cash on his table?
This is a cat in the fish market.. Imagine, what she must be thinking right now? ...There are so many fishes, but the owner is someone else... The same thoughts must be coming to the cashier's mind when he sees the cash around him... It is always on his mind that the millions and billions of wealth in front of him is not his, its owner is someone else, and because he keeps the money in his bank, the cashier can have his daily meal happily. Of course, keep in mind that the job of a cashier is not as pleasant as it seems! After a day's work, he cannot breathe happily until the evening cash tallies, as the difference has to be immediately debited from his account and deposited into the treasury of the bank. Not only this, but if a fake note is mistakenly accepted by him, he will also be personally liable for it and has to make good the loss to the bank. It is a crown of thorns! There is no benefit, but the hanging sword of loss is always on the head!!