Dating a banker anonomous dating right after separation
Don’t worry, I’m not about to go all Carrie Bradshaw on you, so if you’re worried this will turn into a paean to past paramours, fear not. Which admittedly adds a little frisson to the whole affair, but let’s not run away with ourselves. And even the most high-flying, cash-raking multi-squillionaire banker can’t quite shake off the profession’s prosaic connotations. But the truth is, the IB and his ilk were paid a stomach-curdling fortune to while away the best years of their lives at the beck and call of Mammon.
See, the way things have gone for bankers of late, I feel a bit like I stepped out with Satan. Don’t get me started on the hair conditioner.) The point is, if money is the root of all evil, bankers were its boom-time shoots. In my defence, I did so before the bottom fell out of the banking system and bankers the world over were suddenly out of favour, and long before the services of Dating A Banker Anonymous, a purported support group recently set up online for girlfriends of bankers coping with the downsizing of their bling-ed lives post-economic crash, were required.
There’s been a flurry of dating debates about whether bankers should date each other (see links below to Business Oasis, Business Insider,and the like).
Some male bankers are saying they wouldn’t date female bankers because they’re nerds, condescending, materialistic and critical of men.
Their blog was billed as “free from the scrutiny of feminists,” inviting women to join “if your monthly Bergdorf’s allowance has been halved and bottle service has all but disappeared from your life.” They complained when their lifestyle changed because their boyfriends had lost their jobs.
Perhaps most especially on “Wall Street,” status, perceptions and stereotypes prevail so it’s a good microcosm from which to examine our blocks to love, on either front.
We recall the DABA girls (Dating a Banker Anonymous) covered in the NY Times who started a group for girlfriends of bankers during the recession.
Many say they’d rather date teachers or some exotic trapeze artist–anything different from what they already do.
Conversely, some women don’t date bankers because they find them self-absorbed, too busy and overly work-focused.
This is part of what makes it so bizarre when bankers become the villains in our national consciousness: er, bankers? Yet within the banking catch-all, there are grades of evil too, and though bankers are bad and currently the popular choice as The Ones That Got Us Into This Mess, investment bankers are truly the devil incarnate. Then they lost it all spectacularly, overnight, and ended up on Wanted posters all across town.
You’re telling me that those suit-dressing, briefcase-toting number pushers and money counters have brought about the destruction of life on the planet as we know it? Last week I dined with a friend in a similarly high-stakes, big-bucks line of work, who told me he’d finally seen the light.