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LoginIt was his job to predict distant developments, covert motives, hidden risks, and shortly into our brief relationship he turned his powers of divination on me. He took it in stride—he lived and breathed all things mercenary—but he did issue a polite warning. I wanted investment bankers, private equity associates, traders. I maintain that my motives were not as Machiavellian as Jake would go on to imply. But Jake was probably right that my creative and libidinal impulses became, for a time, precariously interfused. My interest in finance men as romantic material was as mysterious to me as my interest in finance as material for a book. I had no idea what a derivative was and thought bear and bull meant the same thing. The distinction between a k and a Roth IRA was lost on me and in any case irrelevant because I had neither. And yet at some point during my years in New York, I became curious about the world of finance, then dazzled by it, and then—as my interest concentrated itself on the men who operated its levers—transfixed. Maybe I saw in these men an obscure point of recognition.
This is a daily look into the ups and downs in the life of an investment banker's girlfriend. Knowing your self worth Now that C's been working for about 6 months now, we've settled into a routine. He's at work around hours a day, and usually gets home after midnight. One night, he came home around pm and I was completely taken by surprise because I wasn't expecting him home so early. In some ways, I had gotten used to my alone time so that when he got home early, I was a little miffed that my alone time got cut short. Who would've thought, eh? On that note, C asked me the other day if it gets lonely being by myself.
Being that I am a non-profit, single blogger myself, as I wondered home from the cinema I got to thinking about dating bankers. I have come close, but never actually dated one. Could it be because my i-banker father was absent from most dinnertimes and homework-helping sessions when my brother and I were young children? Not really. Pops frequently brought home the latest and greatest toys on the market and we were easy-to-please kids of the blossoming consumer generation.
It's Valentine's Day. All around the world, men and women are expressing saccharine statements in heart-shaped cards and eating chocolates with red fondant interiors. If you're dating someone who works in banking, however, your experience may be a little different to most. There are plenty of horror stories. Rumour has it that one partner at Perella Weinberg has been married six times.
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