First, though, a story.
One of the common refrains you hear from the critics of Wall Street is that financial services employees don’t build anything or make anything. To them, it means you don’t do anything for society. We know that’s not true but because one can’t reach out and touch your product, they like to say you earn a living by moving money around without ever creating anything real. The same can be said for my line of work. What do I do? I put words out there but it’s not like you can hold them in your hands or see someone walking down the street carrying them. And on some days, you start to wonder if the haters are right. You start to reevaluate. You question things. You wonder if you should quit and become a bricklayer or a shepherd.
Then a moment comes along, like one did today. Wherein you read a story about an employee of a noted analyst dressing up as the alter ego you conceived for her a couple years back on a lark and then proceeded to fill out, giving her all kinds of storylines and accoutrements like a spreader and truss bar and testicle clamps, which you suggested she used on the heads of various banks and it all becomes clear– you can see it before your very eyes– your undeniable impact on the world.
Ms. Whitney who came as Paris Hilton, and the other members of her staff vie for the best-dressed honors (and a prize to be determined later), while crunching numbers on their computer screens and assessing the latest figures for gross domestic product. The rules are as almost as stringent as Regulation FD. “There is a lot of self-imposed pressure,” said Ms. Whitney, clad in a purple sequin frock and oversize sunglasses with a stuffed version of Ms. Hilton’s Chihuahua, Tinkerbell, in tow. “All costumes must be homemade. No Ricky’s.”
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Ms. Whitney said she and her team took work seriously, but stressed the need to have fun – especially in light of a steady stream of grim research reports. She settled on the idea for a costume competition last year, after one of her assistants asked whether he would have to work the Friday after Thanksgiving.Not if everyone in the office came in costume on the Friday before Halloween, she replied. On the best-dressed list last year were look-alikes of Jamie Dimon and J.B.L, the professional wrestler who happens to be Ms. Whitney’s spouse. Someone even came as the “Dollar Dominatrix” – the nickname that the Dealbreaker blog gave her after several punishing market calls.
At Meredith Whitney’s Office, Trick Or Treat [Dealbook]
Illustration by an awesome reader with an obvious fall-back career should he leave Wall Street.
if she can pull off Paris, I can definitely pull off David Beckham
~ Larry Robbins
Now it would have been something if she showed up with a friend’s borrowed purse containing a small baggie of coke. But otherwise I really can’t give many points to Ms. Whitney for originality.
Bess if you become a bricklayer you can carry my hod any day
Meredith Whitney in a thong…time to jack off
It wasnt actually a thong, it just looked like one because her huge ass cheeks sucked in the majority of the garment, making it appear as if she were wearing a thong
Has her sex tape been leaked yet?
Seems B-$ is getting quite the exposure lately in the hedge fund world. Time to apply for some VC for your own site.
If you guys can guess what I’m going to be for Halloween you win a trip to SF to come be my personal assistant for a day.
You reveal yourself to be a complete and utter moron with each and every comment but for some reason your belief that Meredith Whitney’s firm is a hedge fund takes the cake.
lately? she’s been pretty inside the hf world for the last several yrs. oh, also, kill yourself.
You imbecile that was a side note. I am quite aware she provides outlandish calls on the market as you can see in my comment history. And besides, you didn’t guess what my costume would be you angry fuck. Lighten up.
the only person you should be giving career advice to is the real doll you bought for companionship and sexual gratification last year and even she knows you’re a douche.
Instead of guessing, meet me at a popular establishment later on, in your costume. I’ll be the one wearing the gimp mask, ball gag and testicular clamps. Smack me with your anal bead tail so I know it’s you.
oh, it was a sidenote? what were you referring to then?
bess you missed the best NYT blog today-
http://opinionator.blogs.nytimes.com/2010/10/28/on-wall-street-all-reward-no-risk/
asymmetrical risk-reward has always been killing it
OptionsTrader let me save you the suprise. People dont even like reading your comments, why in the world would anyone even care what the fuck you dress up as for Halloween. Even if they correctly guessed your costume (correct answer Dil of The Crying Game fame) why would anyone want to spend a day with you? If I wanted to hear some asshole drone on and on about how awesome he thinks he is and or was I would head to my local watering hole and grab a few adult beverages with the guys who were “awesome” in high school. I’ve seen used condoms I’d rather hang around with for a day.
Well I’ve noticed a couple of my boys in the HF industry have been quoting Bess and often times (usually from analysts) stealing paragraphs. Yesterday I got an IM from a buddy over at Centaurus verbatim using the Buffet piece about his worst trade.
Go Giants
I’m thinking she didn’t so much “miss” it as realize what a steaming pile of ‘no fucking shit’ useless it was and not waste her time. love your links as always tho.
she’s been tight with hf managers, read at every fund, gets more letters than anyone for the past several years but it’s only that she’s been getting exposure after your fictitious “boys in the HF industry” fake quote her to you.
your “buddy over at Centaurus” should get his own material.
Costume Guess for Options Trader: A small dick that acts like a big dick. No need to even dress up.
solid value-added from your steaming pile of ‘no fucking shit’ useless reply. appreciate the touch of feminine snark you attempt at the end.
Thong? Where was the thong reference? I love huge ass cheeks in a thong…
“appreciate the touch of feminine snark you attempt at the end. ”
what?
Your buddy over at Centaurus should stop screwing around and start concentrating on generating some positive returns. We aint’t paying 3 and 35 for kouwesqing.
Your buddy over at Centaurus should stop screwing around and start concentrating on generating some positive returns. We aint’t paying 3 and 35 for kouwesqing.
Your buddy over at Centaurus should stop screwing around and start concentrating on generating some positive returns. We aint’t paying 3 and 35 for kouwesqing.
Oh for the love of fuck learn to take a joke and appreciate nonsensical narcism. And you Mr. Anal_yst the only thing you should be ‘liking’ is your usual costume idea of a broken dream.
I like the artwork but it is deficient in girth. Aside from that, no other concerns.
Did she fucked any dudes at the party?
Her ass is huge.
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