Well, during their hunt, they came up to an anonymous, supposedly attractive, hedge fund employee about being on the list and, this is what happened: During our conversation, he told us he only dates models.
Naturally, we pressed on to understand why besides their good looks.
Laney Crowell, a then-employee of Stylecaster.com, and Megan Petrus, a lawyer, billed themselves on their blog, Dating A Banker Anonymous, as founders of a support group for the woeful significant others of former Wall Street hotshots, now tragically forced to give up nights at Nobu and Tenjune.
After our first date, I took off for a trip and came back to an e-mail: “Yesterday was fun. Have fun in San Diego; and give me a buzz when you are back in town.” How prompt, I thought at the time.
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.
The reason, he explained, is because after a long day of work he'd rather be around someone who would talk about "breaking her nail" than someone who could This dude's probably trolling, but oddly enough, I actually see the wisdom here.
Given how demanding our industry is, especially for the new analysts, is it actually better for them to date dumb girls? No matter how tired I am, I'd rather have a pleasant conversation than listen to bimbo-talk.