Update: Soon-To-Be Banker Terrified Of Not Having Time To Score Chicks Breaks Out Thesaurus To Clarify A Few Things

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Yesterday, a soon to be first year analyst wrote in with a request. Quivering with fear at the thought of being chained to his desk for the next several years with zero time to tap ass, he wondered if some seasoned veterans would offer some advice with regard to juggling work and reeling tail. Today, he would like to elaborate a bit about himself and his situation.

Thank you for putting up that post. I was wondering if there was any chance you could bump it and do an update in order to provide more clarity in what I was asking (as well as my motivation behind seeking advice)?

First off, it should be noted that I personally drill 8 and ups, dames find me gregarious, erudite and witty. I am not intimidated in the sense that I'm shaking in my Band of Outsiders Sperrys at the big, loud, and potty stench filled City; I'm intimidated at the REALITY of the lack of women I'll be around, let alone the type of young ladies I'm used to having snuggle seshes with. As I previously stated, I have one friend on the Street who has a very attractive "slam piece" from undergrad, whom he recently proposed to. Since he's a jerk-off who never takes works off (/Kanye), I think he felt the need to over spend on the ring (north of $20k), in order to keep her around.

Other friends in other male dominated industries often complain about the lack of "talent" in their respective fields, or they turn delusional about the quality they're surround with. An example would be a good friend who works on the exchange in Chicago, who harps on about this "certified 9" that he works with. He tries to set her up with me, so I can knock her down, and he can live through me when I tell him the story. I meet this girl for drinks, and while she wasn't visual acid, she definitely wasn't up to par with my standards. I still poked, more of a service to him than for pleasure on my part -- but it illustrates just how miserable I would be if I started to find girls like that actually attractive.

These friends are around so few women, or just plain average looking girls for so long that it muddies their historic standards -- it's sad, and I truly fear that happening to me.

If that makes me weak, or scared, or what have you fine, crucify me. From the responses thus far are am I really reduced to line-blowing models that want to max out my Chase debit card at Barneys, and random hook-ups at Murray Hill bars? Again, depressing. Maybe I should send my resume to Omnicom/BBDO...

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