One banker, who used to work at Goldman Sachs and now runs his own business, said he gets his wife to iron his shirts nowadays. “At Goldman there was a service in the basement where I dropped my shirts off for a fee, but now I ask Jane to do it for me,” he said. “The wife is doing the ironing,” another banker told us. “She’s not loving it, but she doesn’t want to get a job herself so is having to accept it.” [eFinancial]

Comments (12)

  1. Posted by Chuck Magoo | March 21, 2013 at 5:37 PM

    "It puts the lotion in the basket."

    -B. Bill

  2. Posted by VonSloneker | March 21, 2013 at 5:47 PM

    Yeah, now that he's not at Goldman I iron more shirts…but I'm giving zero blowjobs.

    - Jane

  3. Posted by DingALing | March 21, 2013 at 6:01 PM

    "She even goes out shopping for me. I asked her to iron one shirt when I left and there was another shirt on the floor in the bedroom when I got back"

    -Ex GS Banker

  4. Posted by PIMCO Tip Quant | March 21, 2013 at 6:15 PM

    Also, apparently taking a page out of Bill Gross' playabook is advised:

    The more money you have in your pocket, the more you will want to spend it. “Stop carrying a wedge of cash around with you,” said the ex-Goldman banker. “It reduces the temptation to tip people so much.”

  5. Posted by Guest | March 21, 2013 at 7:23 PM

    Don't make fun of my… er… his pain.

    - M. Levine

  6. Posted by Danker_Banker | March 21, 2013 at 7:34 PM

    If I tried to pull that shit on my wife I'd get a hot iron to the face.

  7. Posted by 12incher | March 22, 2013 at 4:15 AM

    Dude, grow a pair. You ain't no BSD

  8. Posted by Lazy | March 22, 2013 at 10:18 AM

    What kind of prick buys shirt you have to iron?

    - guy who buys non-iron shirts

  9. Posted by Guest | March 22, 2013 at 10:39 AM

    Shirts…sigh

    UBS Attire Quant

  10. Posted by Mrs_Slocombe | March 22, 2013 at 11:43 AM

    “Thank God, now I don’t have to run across town to take his shirts to the cleaner.”

    –X-Banker’s new hot 22 y’old assistant.

    “Thank God, my wife is stuck at home ironing my shirts— now I have all afternoon to bang my hot assistant”

    X-Goldman Banker…..and dude who was sick of half-assed, shitty blowjobs from Jane.

  11. Posted by UBS Garlic Quant | March 22, 2013 at 11:57 AM

    Shirts are the least of your concerns if you pick the wrong dish at lunch.

  12. Posted by IBD > Ops | March 22, 2013 at 6:25 PM

    The guys in front office.