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Wait, Is It Considered Unprofessional To Facebook Message Your Assistant's Boyfriend And Ask "Hey Buddy- How Do I Taste" After Having Sex With Her?

Serious question, because Marc Abrams honestly doesn't know.
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Remember Marc Abrams? Ex-hedge fund manager who previously ran Titan Capital Group with his brother Russell and was sued, alongside his bro, for sexual harassment by assistants Cristina Culicea and Danielle Pecile back in 2010 (as well as an investor that same year, though that time for allegedly misrepresenting the firm's "risk strategies, investment procedures and objectives")? His dealings with said assistants have come up again, this time regarding some one-way communications he had with Pecile's boyfriend, and the care he took to describe having sex with her in his office (footnotes re: penis size included).

Pecile says the Abrams brothers used a “tag-team” effort to pressure her into a relationship with Marc. She finally gave in, but continued dating her boyfriend. When Pecile quit in 2009, Marc flew into a jealous rage and sent her boyfriend a taunting message on Facebook titled, “hey buddy – how do i taste?” according to court papers. “Your girlfriend was a real pleasure, especially on her birthday when she s—d me off in my office,” he taunted. Marc crassly closes with, “remember every time you kiss her, how many times those lips were wrapped around..welll (sic) something bigger than you (*according to her).”

Pecile and another former employee filed a sexual harassment suit in 2010, but the messages were added to the case just last year shortly before Russell Abrams filed a claim against his business insurance company to recover costs for defense fees.

Anyway, if you're up on what the etiquette here is, do let him know.

My boss bragged to my boyfriend about our hot sex [NYP]

Earlier: News Of Four-Year Old Titan Capital Sexual Harassment Lawsuit Finally Reaches Greenwich


Personal Assistant Wasn't Stealing From Her Hedge Fund Boss She Was Stealing From Her Hedge Fund Boyfriend, Says Personal Assistant In Her Own Defense

Do you see the distinction? Prosecutors say that when glamorous young Renata Shamrakova spent nearly a million bucks last year jet-setting around the world and buying armloads of jewelry, the funds were stolen from her high-society boss, Todd Meister. Wrong, she says. He was my lover. The 26-year-old aspiring actress pleaded not guilty in Manhattan Superior Court Thursday to charges of grand larceny, identity theft and tampering with evidence. "It's not as clean and neat as the DA is saying," said Mark Agnifilo, the sultry Shamrakova's lawyer. "It's a he said-she said. He said this is a theft. She said it is not, because there was a relationship." Meister, 41, a Harvard Business School grad who founded the multibillion-dollar Priderock hedge fund, was not in court to hear the claim that his personal assistant maxed out his credit cards "with his consent." But afterwards, Meister - who has dated some of the richest women in society and was once briefly married to his childhood pal Nicky Hilton - called it a bunch of nonsense. "She didn't work out of my house, she worked out of my office. I've never even had a meal with her - not even a cup of coffee," Meister said. Hope this clears things up. Glamorous assistant to Nicky Hilton's ex says she didn't steal from tycoon - she was his lover [NYDN]

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This Is A Story About The Obstacles Ray Dalio's Former Assistant Faced In Shipping A Bird The Boss Had Stuffed And Mounted After It Was Shot By A Client

It was a particularly windy day in Westport, CT and I delicately placed the mounted bird in my passenger seat, gingerly wrapping the seat-belt around its midsection without mussing the feathers. Carrying the bird in and out of the post office and several shipping stores became more hilarious each time. People stared. I smiled back. Finally though, when I’d reached the last place in the area that I could try before getting back to the office on time, I wasn’t going to take ‘no’ for an answer. The clerk gave me a look of disbelief when I placed the bird on the counter and I said, “I need to ship this to Japan.” He just laughed at me. I then looked at him sternly and said, “This is no laughing matter. This bird needs to make it to Japan in flawless condition or I will lose my job.” The guy looked back at the bird and then back at me. By then I had used my acting skills and summoned some tears. Finally he agreed to try and crate the bird for shipment. I still don’t know to this day if it made it past customs, but I was satisfied that I had not given up on my task. [Dealbook, related]