Don't make 'em like they used to...
(Just an email that was forwarded to me--didn't write it--thought it was good for a cheap laugh)
Editorial: Interns – They Don't Make 'Em Like They Used To
Where the hell is the summer guy? Pete, or whatever the fuck his name is. I need him to make some photocopies and buy me a Coke. Wait a minute. He’s home? Resting? It’s only 2am. He’s sick? What the hell is that? The guy’s only been here ten weeks and he’s got mono? What a pussy. Boy, they don’t make summer interns like they used to.
When I was an intern two years ago, I never went home to rest. In fact, I didn’t even have a home. I lived in my cubicle. Under my desk. I literally had a futon and mini-frig down there. And a poster of Anna Kournikouva with a can of beer. That’s all I needed. No NYU dorm room or Murray Hill sublet for me. The floor was perfectly fine.
But who needs an apartment when you never sleep? When I was a summer analyst, I worked for three months and slept 23 hours. Total. And even when I was sleeping I was dreaming about banking. Granted I was usually late to work in the dreams. And naked. But they were still work-related.
To stay awake the other 2,000-plus hours, I had a Mountain Dew IV hooked up to my arm. I had to keep myself lucid. I was there to work, not get my beauty rest. You don’t get an offer at the end of the summer by being a hedonist who sleeps four hours a night. You get an offer because you worked your ass off and made the lives easier for everyone else in your group. No matter how shitty the work.
When I was an intern, I took everything they gave me – photocopies, dinner runs, comps, massages. Yes massages. One time I was getting ready to crawl behind the garbage can in my cube to take a nap, and this analyst asked for a rub down. And I didn’t say ‘Sorry, I’m only here to build LBO models and work on live deals, not oil you up. ’Instead, I said ‘Do you want Thai or Shiatsu? With or without release?’
But we were a different breed of intern way back in 2003. We didn’t wear skirts. We were fucking animals. I often kept on turning pitchbooks after meetings just to get them right. I was a perfectionist. But I’ll have to admit, I wasn’t Superman. I got sick, too. But I just dealt with it differently. When I had to get an emergency appendectomy, I had them use local anesthesia only so I’d be lucid during the operation. By the time that little organ was removed, I had scrubbed a merger model, written an institutional sales memo and had Fedex come to the OR to pick up a package.
And it wasn’t just all work and no play for me that summer either. I did have sexual relations every once and a while. But I multitasked while doing it. I only had intercourse from the missionary position so I could use my laptop. Every time I got fellatio I sent seven to eight emails on my blackberry before orgasm. And if the bed didn’t have a speakerphone next to it, forget about it. I’d do the deed myself. In my cubicle. Wearing a headset of course.
The interns these days, they’re all weak. They’ve had everything handed to them on a silver platter. They don’t want to work. They just want to drink their soda pop, play their video games and listen to their rock-and-roll music. They don’t make ‘em like they used to.
It makes me sad to be an investment banker.
Love it. Do you happen to know who wrote that or where it came from?
I remember seeing it in the bullpen report..
http://www.thebullpenreport.net/main/issues/2005-08-15/3.htm
knew it sounded familiar...i wish those guys would keep writing.
Yeah I just found it there too. Pretty good stuff on that site, I esp. like the idea of BusinessWeek abandoning the B-school rankings and going to a playoff system that includes events such as: Cash Flow Modeling, Managing Change, and Sucking Your Employees Dry
A lot of effort to be a corporate slave that thinks (s)he is underpaid and overworked.
Anybody know what became of those Bullpen guys? They haven't published an issue for quite some time--love that site. I've still got the "Autistic Analyst Achieves Drafting Session Dream" article pinned up in my cube.
brackmdj -- Excellent post. Thanks for forwarding it to the rest of us monkeys.
Piece of career advice, though: Never disavow creation of excellent material; claim it for your own. Otherwise, you'll never make it to the Managing Director pinnacle like the rest of us credit-hogging, scum-sucking bastards.
[Smiley-face]
Your pal, The Epicurean Dealmaker
Thanks, StreetLuck. I'm blushing.
The Epicurean Dealmaker
Noted TED, but I wanted to spare myself some condescending comments from some non-IB, college pukes that live and die by google-ing everything in hopes of boosting their ego a basis point.
I almost cried when i read this....nice
I have been reading this once per day, haha
Quentin, you must know something about that. The Trial of Miles, Miles of Trials.
Heh heh, you know it friend ;)
Favorite Quote from this? I liked it all, but laughed out loud when he says he flips the pitchbooks even after the meetings.
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