Dating an investment banker

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Though he may have been master of the universe, his life was at the whim of market forces, over which he lacked any semblance of control.

Show me an investment banker and I’ll show you someone who hasn’t slept more than four hours in a row since he/she signed the first contract. The IB was forever forking out for pricey tickets to concerts, sporting events, even holidays, that were scuppered by work at the last minute.

You know, the kind that’s hand-crushed from virgin sea algae and is valued at about €50 a squirt? His job, or more accurately his life, went thus: Wake up. Free fancy face products can only go so far, after all, and I decided to call it a day.

The cocktails and clubs, and zipping about overpriced, blinging restaurants in expensive world capitals! (Note: this may not be common to all investment bankers, but this particular IB stocked some kick-ass moisturiser in his otherwise empty apartment. His eternal absence took its toll – I took it as a warning signal when I began to count his secretary among my closest correspondents – and we parted ways most amicably, if over the phone (I couldn’t pin him down to a face-to-face, what with the markets how they were).

Naturally, he'd also party as if he was back in college, getting so drunk that he'd unleash his pent-up wrath on the nearest server, barback or cab driver he could find.1.

Money Comes First (And Always Will)As How About We points out, the great part about dating someone in finance is that they probably have a large disposable income they can spend on romantic dinners, once-in-a-lifetime experiences, and, well, you. How much they make will almost always come up on the first date (UGH), and most likely, any emotional problems you have will have to be explained in dollars and cents for them to understand and/or sympathize. They Don't Get It When You're Not Interested This creepy list was written by an investment banker who simply couldn't take unreturned texts and calls as an answer that a first date didn't want to see him again.

Though his note struck me as a bit peculiar, I gave him the benefit of the doubt. It wasn’t until weeks later, when we began dating exclusively, that I realized what I found so strange about our interaction.

He signed all his e-mails with “Regards, David.” Like clockwork, he’d call every morning, lunch hour, and evening. At Harvard, dating as business rings particularly true.It wasn’t the addiction to sleeping pills or the series of failed relationships that set the alarm bells ringing.Turns out what really made him wise up was the fact that his firm had a suicide task force, to identify anyone deemed to be on the brink and pluck him or her off important projects before disaster struck.It would be safe to say that we have an amazing relationship.I know his family and friends and we see (or used to see) each other fairly often considering both our hectic schedules - mid-week, fridays and sometimes spend weekends together.

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