Assistant Shipboard Accountant: Science Fiction

The shipboard life was not a glamorous one, at least not on a ship like this. He'd signed on with dreams of being--if not a passenger--at least one of the servants, so suave and polished, that he'd seen on the advids. He'd known, intellectually, that he wouldn't find a job like that at a small port, and that even if he did he wouldn't qualify for it, but he hadn't really let go of the dream. And assistant ship accountant had seemed a respectable enough position, if not something like head steward or coordinator or--well, he wasn't actually sure what all the titles were. He hadn't expected it to mean shoving around cargo in the hold and counting things. He'd bought nice suits special before he--

Inspiration: Listening to The Vor Game, in a bit about spaceships.
Potential: Medium.
Notes: I like the character, but this needs something else to make it interesting. Oh, and obviously, as assistant accountant he discovers something terribly awry.