Wall Streeters have a reputation for being a dysfunctional lot, but from my experience, either the stories about non-stop-ragers and drug-infused-excess are greatly exaggerated or the culture of the business is significantly tamer than it once was. It seems cocaine and hookers have been replaced by dating sites and yoga (bonus funny video about guys who do yoga), and I, for one, feel cheated. Was it all a lie or are we just late to the party?
One explanation is that post-meltdown Wall Street is under a microscope and everyone in the business knows they better act like model effing citizens at all times as part of some unspoken concerted PR campaign, but that explanation presumes willpower; a quality noticeably absent among the mythological Wall Streeters of old.
Another explanation is that the crazy party lie has been secretly perpetrated and circulated by The Man in order to lure unsuspecting college grads to a life of 80 hour work weeks on a never ending quest for unimaginable earthly pleasures.
Or maybe, just maybe, with some time and a bit more elbow grease you will be admitted into the inner circle. You will be summoned out of the blue to partake in an ungodly ritual where women of questionable morality will feed you grapes while you lay reclined, tempting fate and scoffing at the choking hazard presented by this luxurious scenario.
Eat it up buddy, that's just what they want you to think...