Unemployed Banker Reaches All Time Lows
Losing a job sucks. It sucks more when it seems – as it does these days – to come from factors beyond your own control. But being unemployed only excuses you from so much, and for so long. Last week’s installment of the Daily Intel’s “sex diaries” made that point exceedingly clear. The anonymous contributor is a 24-year-old female living in Murray Hill, an Ivy League graduate and unemployed ex-investment banker.
The beginning of her weeklong account begins when she wakes up and realizes that “its only noon”, determines that it’s too rainy to go outside, and orders delivery through SeamlessWeb. Maybe it’s a little late, but why stress yourself when you’ve just been laid off, right? Wrong: “Since getting laid off (okay it’s been six months now), life has been a cycle of drinking, boys, hangover, and Seamless.”
That cycle, we learn, has been sustained in part by older men:
I am currently dating a few to finance my Manhattan meal plan. I promised myself the liquid diet, but not when you are having a free fabulous dinner at Del Posto. Mumble an excuse after dinner about not feeling well and having to call it an early night.
There’s something savvy about the way our anonymous heroine manages to eat lavishly without a job, but there’s also something pathetic about resorting to tactics used by aspiring trophy wives.
After the jump: the most embarrassing and pathetic incident of the week.



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