When you complete that last audit, when your cubicle is haunted by the ghosts of audits past, when St Peter completes the tally to determine if you are worthy of being part of the celestial administration responsible for counting harps and verifying that wings are distributed two to a person and ensuring segregation of duties exists so the individual recording who enters heaven is not the same individual responsible for reconciling those totals...

The statistics do not lie; 67% of all people have experienced the pain, the loss, the tragedy of…an audit finding. It is an ugly and unforgiving time when our emotions are on edge, our souls are laid bare, and our shortcomings have been reported to the world. It is nothing we would wish on our best friends, our worst enemies, or that guy who introduced us to our ex. But it is as inevitable as taxes and performance reviews.

I know that no one believed we would ever make it but, yes, we are finally at the last installment of "Lessons from Saturday Night Live". We've been using what I considered to be a particularly poor episode of SNL (one starring Mr. Justin Bieber) to draw some parallels between the problems SNL exhibited and those faced by internal audit. I now have one last lesson I'd like to share. And this time, it really has nothing to do with Mr. Bieber.

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