What's your preferred vice?

Liquor, hash, Mary Jane, Molly - what's your preferred substance when it comes to taking the edge off or making things just interesting enough?

I've gone through a few, including all of the above, a few hallucinogens, some experimental stuff that is said to be produced by the brain when you die, "working women," even a pretty decadent Seamless habit.

 

This is one of the best descriptions of drinking.

“The three most harmful addictions are heroin, carbohydrates, and a monthly salary.” - Nassim Taleb
 

I enjoy a joint every now and then. Once every month or two.

But earlier this summer we ended up with some friends of a friend, that turned out to be full-time stoners. Gave us some deep hits of hash, and that shit knocked me flat on my ass. Really greened out hard, and I haven't really had any desire since that.

 

I was once full-time. When I was in corporate finance I felt that the job was just so boring and soul-crushing, not to mention easy, that I needed something to do. I had an average of 4-5 hours of free time every day after getting home and was too lazy to do anything productive. It got to the point I was perpetually baked; I'd smoke before bed and wake up with red-eye, just baked enough to be somewhat stoned throughout the work day. I'd jet at 6pm and light up the bong as soon as I got home. I never felt so great aboutpaying for Netflix.

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Weed and liquor just about daily, generally bourbon, scotch, aged rum or wine. Mushrooms, hash and edibles on occasion.

Looking forward to cracking these 2 guys open this weekend - we attended an awesome Beast Masters barrel tasting event back in May at The Norwood. They had 7 different recipes of Four Roses and we reserved the "Legs on Legs" [10 years 6 months old] and "Flower Power" [11 years 2 months old] recipes. Our bottles arrived this week... the long holiday weekend is looking even better now.

 

cocaine and chasing hookers with a chainsaw while naked. ideally at the same time.

"I'm talking about liquid. Rich enough to have your own jet. Rich enough not to waste time. Fifty, a hundred million dollars, buddy. A player. Or nothing. " -GG
 
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I like to get drunk at extremely high-end cocktail bars in close proximity to one another in New York, London or Paris so I don't lose my high moving from one to the next (and don't get so inebriated at any of them that I ruin my good name). I like to do no more than two drinks at each bar before moving to the next. At some point, I'll call my dealer to come deliver me some over-priced coke and molly (I pay extra for this, I assure you). I've messed with several other drugs, but coke and molly are my favorites. After ripping a few lines in the bathroom (this is why high-end cocktail bars are key--they have clean bathrooms, especially at 5-star hotels) and visiting a few choice watering holes,

I generally move to something like a Soho House or another similar club to keep the night going without being forced to go dancing. Why the fuck anyone ever wants to dance surpasses understanding. And I have less than zero interest going to a place like The Box anymore. At this point, my group will have expanded to include some new interesting people (you would not believe the people I've met this way), and one of us will host an after-party, where I finally get to make use of my molly (since I always rip through the coke quite early, and don't want to share my emergency stash).

I then order more coke delivered, and may even be high enough to ask my dealer to stay and party for a little while. Depending on which city I'm in, I then go gambling (sometimes for HUGE sums of money) at private member's clubs. Realistically, this only happens in London since it's a huge pain in the ass to get to the casinos outside of NY and Paris, while it's quite easy to get to the West End casinos at any time. Depending on whether any women are still with me (sometimes, they're still hanging in there), I may then try to bang one of them, or I may order an escort with my casino winnings. This is an oversight, though, since at this point, I've done so much blow and molly, and had so much alcohol, that my cock can only really make it to half-mast. So--since I have to pay the escorts anyway, I ask if they want to get high and hang out for a while until either I get tired of them and throw them out, or I fuck 'em and then ask them to leave.

Sometimes I pull these shenanigans with a few friends, but my favorite vice is letting shit get weird and starting the evening out on my own or with just one other guy/gal who I know can go the distance to see what happens.

I swear--some of you seem to party like I did when I was 15. Fucking nerds.

 
brotherbear:
I like to get drunk at extremely high-end cocktail bars in close proximity to one another in New York, London or Paris so I don't lose my high moving from one to the next (and don't get so inebriated at any of them that I ruin my good name). I like to do no more than two drinks at each bar before moving to the next. At some point, I'll call my dealer to come deliver me some over-priced coke and molly (I pay extra for this, I assure you). I've messed with several other drugs, but coke and molly are my favorites. After ripping a few lines in the bathroom (this is why high-end cocktail bars are key--they have clean bathrooms, especially at 5-star hotels) and visiting a few choice watering holes,

I generally move to something like a Soho House or another similar club to keep the night going without being forced to go dancing. Why the fuck anyone ever wants to dance surpasses understanding. And I have less than zero interest going to a place like The Box anymore. At this point, my group will have expanded to include some new interesting people (you would not believe the people I've met this way), and one of us will host an after-party, where I finally get to make use of my molly (since I always rip through the coke quite early, and don't want to share my emergency stash).

I then order more coke delivered, and may even be high enough to ask my dealer to stay and party for a little while. Depending on which city I'm in, I then go gambling (sometimes for HUGE sums of money) at private member's clubs. Realistically, this only happens in London since it's a huge pain in the ass to get to the casinos outside of NY and Paris, while it's quite easy to get to the West End casinos at any time. Depending on whether any women are still with me (sometimes, they're still hanging in there), I may then try to bang one of them, or I may order an escort with my casino winnings. This is an oversight, though, since at this point, I've done so much blow and molly, and had so much alcohol, that my cock can only really make it to half-mast. So--since I have to pay the escorts anyway, I ask if they want to get high and hang out for a while until either I get tired of them and throw them out, or I fuck 'em and then ask them to leave.

Sometimes I pull these shenanigans with a few friends, but my favorite vice is letting shit get weird and starting the evening out on my own or with just one other guy/gal who I know can go the distance to see what happens.

I swear--some of you seem to party like I did when I was 15. Fucking nerds.

Do you envision yourself living like this the rest of your life?

"If you always put limits on everything you do, physical or anything else, it will spread into your work and into your life. There are no limits. There are only plateaus, and you must not stay there, you must go beyond them." - Bruce Lee
 

armchair psychiatrist here. I have quite a few friends who are/were like brotherbear (I may even know him and be unaware). thankfully, none of these stories end in tragedy (or haven't yet). inevitably, something will happen. most of the time, it's a woman. he meets an absolute 10 that he can't keep his mind off of, and since most 10's don't like cokedick, he backs off the volume, but continues the vice. this also goes without saying, the intense gambling and hookers slow down as well.

another possibility is a close call. maybe his bag falls out of his pocket in front of a cop, and since he's smart, he values his job more than a drug and backs off a little bit. maybe this incident is serious, maybe it's just a big scare, but if you've got a good head on your shoulders, you don't need to serve a nickel to get scared straight.

another possibility is boredom. maybe nothing bad happens, he doesn't get wifed up, but eventually maybe the excitement of this wanes. maybe this takes 5 months, maybe not for another 5-10 years.

I just sincerely hope he takes care of his body aside from the drugs. you can't live very well if you do that kinda stuff and are fat/out of shape.

as for me? I'll keep mine a little close to the vest and just say "work hard play hard"

 

I feel like my posts give me away more than I already like. That said, I obviously didn't write that initial post while at a bar. I wrote it later with the spins while attempting to concentrate on something so I didn't feel sick. It's not like the post was especially well-written (far from it), but I've never written anything while at a bar. I suspect that given the timing, I had been at Claridge's then the Connaught then the Graucho then either The Ritz or Aspinalls to gamble (and almost certainly lose). That was sort of my jam a few years ago. Otherwise, I may have done Duke's then The Stafford then Sake no Hana for dinner then The Little Yellow Door. Sometimes I got into weirder shit, but that's not for public consumption.

 
Kassad:
Liquor, hash, Mary Jane, Molly - what's your preferred substance when it comes to taking the edge off or making things just interesting enough?

I've gone through a few, including all of the above, a few hallucinogens, some experimental stuff that is said to be produced by the brain when you die, "working women," even a pretty decadent Seamless habit.

420 - sativa preferred

"If you always put limits on everything you do, physical or anything else, it will spread into your work and into your life. There are no limits. There are only plateaus, and you must not stay there, you must go beyond them." - Bruce Lee
 

Tried a sip of alcohol once; it was fucking disgusting.

I like to stick with ice water

Also enjoy trolling online and scamming idiots

 

Used to be alcohol, strictly Vodka though. I quit now though for a few months. All clean and clear now and hope to stay the same.

 

It all really depends on who you’re with. There’s nothing worse than going out and having a great time to wake up with a sense of dread having realized that the people you were with probably didn't have quite the same idea of what “play hard” means as you did. No amount of apologizing or protesting will even make them see you in the same way ever again. That’s true even of substances that are generally seen as being social acceptable such as alcohol. Perhaps even more true.

Cannabis is largely off the table now as I’ve done too much and I’m now too paranoid. I’ll make exceptions for high quality hash or CBD heavy strains.

As an earlier poster mentioned, there are certain things that are in the “never again” category. Salvia is one. Way too intense. Mushrooms and truffles, having taken them a few times, are another. Taking way too many at once and having a three hour long panic attack when you’re tripping balls will tend to do that.

Ketamine is fun but it’s a bit of a dirty drug which I don’t think you should be doing in your 30s. Likewise with speed and all these legal highs like M-cat.

E and MDMA are fun and I don’t view them as dirty drugs. They’re quite a commitment though and I don’t really have much desire to do them again. Only having two days of weekend (max) makes you more careful about how you spend your time.

Opium is great but it’s so hard to come by that it’s not realistic

You’re then left with very few sensible options... coke and booze as far as I’m concerned. Both of these come with a high risk of scaring people that aren’t on the same wavelength, but if I’m with the likeminded, my personal choice would be cocaine, high strength European lager and Glen Rothes or something equally smooth.

I’m also partial to Gewurtztraminer and have recently developed a fondness for lightly oaked white burgundy style Chardonnay.

 

damn....you sound like the type of guy I would like to party with. As an aside if you don't mind me asking, does the number of "likeminded" people dramatically drop as you age? I assume it does, but just wanted someone else's thoughts.

 

I'll give my 2 cents as well since I agree quite a bit with the post: as you get older, you have more and better opportunities to find the people you want to be around. Time is the limiting factor. Also, as people come around later in life, the problem is dealing with 30-year old manchildren who think they're badass because they're now smoking weed or trying speed for the first time. Women are a whole other set of issues, because if a girl gets around to experimenting around 30, it probably means she hit a rough patch in life. So the set of people you encounter doing things at this age is totally different than when you're 20.

in it 2 win it
 
Pierre Ortiz:
damn....you sound like the type of guy I would like to party with. As an aside if you don't mind me asking, does the number of "likeminded" people dramatically drop as you age? I assume it does, but just wanted someone else's thoughts.

Kassad is largely right.

As you get older, you’re either dealing with people who are getting in to it too late and they’re super excited and think it’s really cool and it’s all a little bit pathetic if you’ve seen a little of life, or you’re dealing with people who never grew out of it and will therefore often have fuck all else going on in their life. In short, either people make it a really big deal or that’s all they have in their life. To meet an interesting person who also likes to get wrecked at this age is very rare in my experience, but they’re usually diamonds when you do find them.

Consequently, the people who I would now do this sort of thing with are my mates from uni or on occasion other people they introduce me to. Not many of them are the type A personalities I like being with when sober but we have a shared background so we can still have interesting conversations.

I can’t ever remember having s conversation about the markets with anyone when high.

 

Your point about waking up the next day and realizing you probably freaked some people out is 100% spot-on. I had trouble socializing in my early 20's because I was trying to make friends with more affluent (white) people, and being that I'm a minority who hung out with some real delinquents in my teens, these kids were simply not prepared for the level of turn-up that I brought to the table. I suffered episodes of anxiety because I didn't know why people would initially want to party with me in college and then be hesitant later on and settle for dinner with other friends. It occurred to me after hearing variations of "so and so never smoked before," or "she had never used any drugs before," that a lot of kids simply were still kids going into their 20's.

Even now approaching 30 I find that most people simply never go to an electronic music spot and pop a few molly's, a lot of people still think weed is bad, a lot of people consider getting really drunk a big deal. I'm not sure if it's depressing or cause for celebration that people are so tame. I'm barely enthused when I have an opportunity to party or go drinking with anyone from my job because I know that in all likelihood it's going to be a fucking drag, a bunch of boy scouts trying to score digits off some chick who's too scared to have a 3rd drink.

in it 2 win it
 

I think you're right about not knowing whether it's depressing or a cause for celebration...

On the one hand, I look at kids turning 21, drinking out of those little red plastic cups that you Americans have and playing beer pong and I think to myself "Really? If this is going wild you are tame as fuck. No self respecting substance fueled degenerate would ever play a drinking game for fear that it might actually slow them down. And does beer really even count as drinking?"

On the other hand, you have people who have beaten addictions who then never experience anything close to joy or happiness again, as the simple pleasures the rest of us are able to derive from life pale into insignificance relative to the nostalgia of heroin flowing through their veins. The fact that so many people do not even realise what a sheltered existence they lead is certainly cause for celebration if a life devoid of any really happiness is the alternative.

 

Maybe people didn't want to hang out with you because you thought they were lame for knowing their limits with substances? Were you pressuring people to do things they didn't want to do? That tends to turn people off.

Not trying to be a dick, but I'm always highly suspicious of stories where people frame the issue as other people having a problem of not being on their level, when it seems that they themselves are in fact the problem.

"Work ethic, work ethic" - Vince Vaughn
 
takenotes08:
Downhill Mountain Biking.

I used to do the whole coke/gambling/hookers thing and then I started getting into more extreme sports. The adrenaline rush from going down a hill at 50km+/h is far more addictive than most drugs.

Gambling is for fools... unless it’s poker or you can count cards.

 

SAC is absolutely correct. The wildest times were before the Internet. Once the Internet came on line, the quants took over and nerd culture permeated every aspect of the Street.

Ahh....the stories I could tell. But the whole culture has changed. Case in point: a buddy of mine was getting married and when I showed up for the bachelor party, there was an individual bindle of coke on the table for everyone in attendance. Shit quickly spiraled out of control (in Vegas), with everyone trying to one-up everyone else. I remember being at the craps table surrounded by mid-Westerners when another buddy stumbled up and shouted, "Dude, somebody's gotta pay for those whores upstairs!".

The bachelor is now a respected hedge fund manager that runs a stable of quants who wouldn't know cocaine from baby powder. That's not necessarily a bad thing, but the culture has definitely changed.

 
Edmundo Braverman:
...when another buddy stumbled up and shouted, "Dude, somebody's gotta pay for those whores upstairs!".

The bachelor is now a respected hedge fund manager that runs a stable of quants who wouldn't know cocaine from baby powder. That's not necessarily a bad thing, but the culture has definitely changed.

That's absolutely a GOOD thing. Patrons of prostitutes and cocaine are juvenile, deleterious and morally deficient.

It is resolutely GOOD that old Wall Street culture dies out.

********************************* “The American father is never seen in London. He passes his life entirely in Wall Street and communicates with his family once a month by means of a telegram in cipher.” - Oscar Wilde
 
Edmundo Braverman:
SAC is absolutely correct. The wildest times were before the Internet. Once the Internet came on line, the quants took over and nerd culture permeated every aspect of the Street.

Ahh....the stories I could tell. But the whole culture has changed. Case in point: a buddy of mine was getting married and when I showed up for the bachelor party, there was an individual bindle of coke on the table for everyone in attendance. Shit quickly spiraled out of control (in Vegas), with everyone trying to one-up everyone else. I remember being at the craps table surrounded by mid-Westerners when another buddy stumbled up and shouted, "Dude, somebody's gotta pay for those whores upstairs!".

The bachelor is now a respected hedge fund manager that runs a stable of quants who wouldn't know cocaine from baby powder. That's not necessarily a bad thing, but the culture has definitely changed.

That's amazing lol

 

But if analysts aren't snorting blow, and shelling out hundreds of dollars a night on hookers, then where are they getting their fix?....Comic conventions? LAN parties?

You know you've been working too hard when you stop dreaming about bottles of champagne and hordes of naked women, and start dreaming about conditional formatting and circular references.
 
Zweihander:
But if analysts aren't snorting blow, and shelling out hundreds of dollars a night on hookers, then where are they getting their fix?....Comic conventions? LAN parties?

LAN parties are great. But actually you can mix that with more traditionnal "fixes". LAN parties when you're drunk and/or high are great. Oh, but you meant analysts, which I suppose refers more to bankers than traders. Bankers are more knowledgeable about Ferragamo ties but know nothing of the LAN pleasures.

 
Zweihander:
But if analysts aren't snorting blow, and shelling out hundreds of dollars a night on hookers, then where are they getting their fix?....Comic conventions? LAN parties?

World of Warcraft. Nuff said.

The best man always wins.
 

Wall St. went public is what happened. Degrading women, smoking cigars at your desk, dropping F bombs like there is no tomorrow, that sh*t went out the window once the partnerships went public and there were shareholders to answer to. Aside from the shareholders, when you are trying to build a global business, it is a bit uncomfortable to explain why there are 3 suits pending over managers grabbing secretaries asses.

I also think a lot of this stuff has gone underground- as in the next morning there is just a silent nod as you pass each other in the hall rather than a 20 minute out loud retelling of the night to the whole desk. There are two guys that are well known for their love of strippers and prosties on my desk, and they went to AC last weekend, and they wouldn't tell me a thing that happened the whole weekend- even after a friend showed an incriminating photo of one of these guys walking into a whorehouse. I am relatively new so I may not be in the "circle of trust," but even so, there was no word at all from these guys. I am near certain our head of product development is a cokehead. I found out he was 29 last week and that fat faced bloated f***er looks like he is going on 40. I personally believe that you can only become so big of an asshole without the use of drugs, and this guy goes way beyond that threshold.

The rise of the quant types on the street has probably calmed things down too. In the 80's Wall st was a bunch of beer slugging suburban white guys who didn't really expect much out of life and were born in the NY metro area. Looking around, myself and three others grew up around NYC. The other 20 or so in my area up all around the country, and many weren't born in the US. Nearly all have come for the money and with dreams of wearing suits that were more expensive than their first car. I am highly unusual in that I went to a state school, looking down the row, there is a Wharton, MIT, Columbia, SUNY(me), Yale, and another wharton, and a third of them have technical degrees, not business degrees.

Things are just different now. I personally wish I got to experience the pre-IPO version of wall street, though that had its own problems- favoritism and racism being among them.

 
Edmundo Braverman:
@veritas14 Say what you will about us beer-swilling, whoremongering cokeheads, but we never blew the fucking world economy up. It took moralizing nerds to pull that one off.

Actually, it was people exactly like your formerly coke swilling hedge fund manager that were responsible for this mess The quants are just cogs.

It's not just Wallstreet though, most fields are only becomign more competitive, achievement driven, and serious. This is in contrast to general culture, which becomes more skanky all the time.

Its really just sad to me how hard traders nowadays try to act cool - a trick they can only pull off b/c everyone around them is ultra nerdy. The average person would never for a second mistake any of these people for anything but calculator programming math competing ivy league nerds.

That being said, the average person is an idiot and I wouldn't want to work with them. If only we could be nerds at work and animals outside it. Reminds me of song line:

"I want a lady in the street but a freak in the bed. YEAH!"

 
Edmundo Braverman:
@veritas14 Say what you will about us beer-swilling, whoremongering cokeheads, but we never blew the fucking world economy up. It took moralizing nerds to pull that one off.

Personally, I blame the whoremongering cokehead politicians.

********************************* “The American father is never seen in London. He passes his life entirely in Wall Street and communicates with his family once a month by means of a telegram in cipher.” - Oscar Wilde
 

It's self-feeding - the more PC and "HR-ized" things get, the more PC newer entrants like myself feel the need to act re: deviant behavior - regardless of what we might have been/done had we been in the eighties.

 

Damaging vices, coke, hookers, and blow are most certainly alive and well on wall st. just like they are everywhere else. Wherever there is money there will always be self-destructive behavior and massive consumption...this wont change. The difference is only that it is considered tacky to talk about these things in the office these days and unlike back then most people are very gaurded of their professional images so they cultivate friends outside of the office if they want to be deviant. But I have seen and heard stories that are certainly comparable to anything that went on "back in the day" and there are absolutely pockets of wall st where this behavior is perfectly acceptable and in fact encouraged...go find urself an older bond salesman who has been around awhile, seems not quite smart enuff to make the money he does, and then follow him around for a week. You wont get much sleep.

Keep in mind also that you guys are mostly bankers...i dont really think banking ever had a culture of excessive consumption.

 
Gold Man Sack:
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

, 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…

 

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