I first saw Tom at a corporate training program in Princeton New Jersey. The newly enacted ERISA, the 1974 Employment Retirement Income Security Act, written by lawyers and regulated by bureaucrats was a tome of egregious government speak. Tom was delegated with parsing and translating its application to regular folks like us in the divisions.
Yes, I thought he was cute with his sideburns and mustache, his three piece suit and the way he put his thumb in his vest pocket and lightly turned on his heel. He was continually glancing back in my direction, but not at me. The woman next to me apparently had great legs.