NYT: Busy Area Busier Because Of Big Game; Finance Employees Going To Same Bar They Always Go To After Work


Report: Hell hole regularly avoided at all costs still being avoided this week.

The football carnival that has taken over 14 blocks of Broadway around Times Square may be fun for Super Bowl crowds, but those who work in the surrounding buildings are growing weary. That so-called fan zone — stretching from 47th to 34th Streets — houses office buildings for some of high finance’s most prominent names, including Barclays and Morgan Stanley. Ernst & Young’s offices sit smack at the heart of the festivities, at 42nd and Seventh Avenue. And other big office buildings, including the Bank of America Tower on Sixth Avenue between 42nd and 43rd Streets, are about a block away from Broadway...

“Most people here are more annoyed by more people here than excited,” said one junior banker at a big investment bank, whose building looms above Times Square, whose company, like many other financial firms, have rules discouraging employees from speaking to reporters. “People in my group have been avoiding Times Square.” By the time he leaves work, usually around 11 p.m., it is too cold to enjoy any of the events, he added...“Times Square is always insane, so it kind of just washes by us,” said Natan Last, an associate consultant at Bain and Company. Bain’s office is in the Thomson Reuters Building at Three Times Square, on Seventh Avenue between 42nd and 43rd Streets...As the weekend approaches, some bankers are optimistic they may be able to get out of the office early enough to see what all of the fuss is about. The junior investment banker said he has heard people talking about getting together after work to check out the scene. But he said if he had the time, he would probably avoid the Super Bowl scene. “I would probably just go to a local bar,” he said.

From High Above Times Square, a Super Bowl Tease [Dealbook]


RBS Is Going To Go Ahead And Take Those First Year Job Offers Back

Though not without some compensation for your time and effort.

Area Big Time Banker Can't Get Laid In A Whorehouse, Wants People To Know About It

What would posses a person to do an as-told-to article about the fact that after "failing miserably" at trying to pick up women in bars while working late for a "big name investment bank in New York," he turned to a "sugar daddy dating site" to bang hookers on his nights away from the wife and kids only to fall for one who ultimately broke his heart, because she was a prostitute and didn't actually care about him? The answer, quite, obviously, is love. Love, and a hope that a certain someone will see your story and upon reading that you're completely and totally over her and beating off call girls with a stick, COME RUNNING BACK. I met a girl who said she was a senior at Columbia University. She was so hot. Long brown hair, light eyes, perfect little body. We started an affair and I would give her a $4,000 "allowance" each month to meet once a week for dinner, or just to sleep together if I had a deal or a really late night in the office. Sometimes it was an hour of "small talk and sex," which, really, isn't a bad deal for her. $1,000 for an hour to spend time with me. I felt like a stud, there's no denying that, and I knew that she didn't want anything from me but money. She would come and go away when I made the signal I was tired. Soon though, I started liking her more than I wanted to. She was smart and kind of had a sarcastic sense of humor I found funny. I asked to see her more and she asked for more money. I said I couldn't do any more than that, and she said she couldn't give more time. It was the first time I felt a little hurt, like: "This person just wants my money and probably thinks I'm some gross horny old dude." The next month, I gave her the envelope of $4,000 upfront instead of $1,000 each time. We had sex, chatted, drank some wine and she left. I never saw her again. She wouldn't pick up her phone, then her phone was disconnected, my emails to her went unanswered, and her profile on the site was gone. It was such a blow. Though, really, what the hell did I expect? I guess some warning. Yes, some warning would have been nice but whatever. It's not like you're still upset about it. It's not like there isn't a moment of the day when she's not on your mind. It's not like you lie in bed at night thinking about her holding you. No, no sweat off your sack, which you use to bang hookers six at a time now that whatshername is out of the picture. Working girls line the street to get paid to have sex with you! You don't even have time to respond to all their propositions! The Jiltee has become the jilter! You can't even remember [theloveofyourlife]'s name you're so busy plowing prosties. After that, I decided I was going to go for quantity and not quality. I want hot girls, but a lot of them and substance isn't a huge deal. I have been with dozens of girls, and I give them money each time I meet them. The funny thing is often these girls are chasing me to sleep with them again, because it's easy money, but I just scroll through and delete or ignore the messages most of the time. Men want to be with a lot of women; it is just the truth...Maybe that first girl was a wake-up call. I'm already married. I don't need a steady mistress. But I have one or two I always go back to if I can't find someone I like, which happens a lot....I'm not hurting anyone by doing this. I'm always safe and upfront if I meet someone and know it won't happen. I just pay for the drink and let them know and leave, like "No deal, sorry." It is just like any deal. You have to know how to close it and have to know when you're not interested in putting in the effort to see it through. Why This Married Wall Street Banker Pays For Sex [Buzzfeed]

Memo To UBS Junior Bankers: IBD Chief Andrea Orcel Wants To See Asses In Seats

None of this "protected weekend" BS for his junior bankers.