Really mellow lighting in my apartment right now (principally because I blew out the chandelier on Friday. Thank god I’ve been too lazy to take down the string of Christmas lights above the fireplace. Not trying to have myself an Amish Sunday). Rocking my comfiest groutfit and sipping on some lemon water. Good vibes to y’all
Today really feels like a win in the making. Started off with a cup of utility french roast. Nothing fancy. A coffee that does it’s job and asks for no spotlight. Supplemented it with a little Phil Collins “In the Air Tonight” over the Ipod during my commute. May or may not have done a subtle air drum solo on the subway. I have no shame. Happy Friday
Rising and shining with a cup of Colombian liquid gold in my apartment today. Not trying to die on the way into work with all this snow. There was some demand for follow on what I did to repay my better half for saving my ass from a deadly hangover yesterday, so here it is: made her dinner, let her pick the movie, and cracked open a bottle of mid-priced prosecco that I bought on the way back from work. Also gifted her a one-way ticket for a ride on my face. I’d like to think that I make up for a lack of talent in that department with sheer work ethic and lung capacity. About to catch up on some earnings calls with similar enthusiasm. Happy Thursday y’all
Morning friends. Last night’s dinner with clients went well. Too well. One of them was a (physically) big dude from SEC country. Man can put away drinks. Keeping a respectable one Old Fashioned behind him got me hammered. Wasn’t expecting that on a Tuesday to be honest. When I got home, the girlfriend somehow noticed that I was drunk as a skunk (maybe it was because I tipped over and fell on my face trying to take my loafers over…Not sure). She forced me to down a nightcap of water and force fed me some mac and cheese (out of the pot, while I was semi-conscious in bed). Woman saved me from feeling like death today. Sipping on cup o Joe number 1 right now and trying to figure out how I repay her
Big day, big day. Investment strategy meeting with the whole firm in the AM followed by a client dinner tonight. Let’s down some coffee and wreck today like Greenspan wrecked the economy
Didn’t have time for coffee this morning. Dropped 2 x 200mg from the caffeine tablet stash I keep around in case of emergency. My palms are starting to sweat, but it’s okay because it’s Monday. Put me in coach. I’ve spent the last two days on the bench–grabbing some Gatorade and taking deep hits from the 02 tank. Good luck y’all
Heading to beautiful, scenic upstate NY this weekend. Saturday: going to hit the outdoor range and do a little shooting with the girlfriend’s father and brother. Might work through my draw on appendix carry so I don’t shoot my dick off. Sunday: church, wings, football
Working from home today. Going to grab a cup of the good stuff, hit the stationary bike, and be ready to go by 9.30. It’s earnings season and I’ll be lighting a candle today for everyone who has skin in the game. Let’s beat those benchmark averages!
Wish you the best of luck. Sounds promising. Most office romance go the way you’re thinking of taking it (professional to more than that). I’d be interested if the TB guys have any stories of romances that have gone the opposite way. Ever have an ex hookup show up at the office for a business meeting? How did you/would you handle it? Asking for myself, in case the GF dumps my ass and gets into asset management
The pup woke me up last night with stomach issues and I couldn’t get back to sleep. Cup numero 3 here I come. Figured I’d take the time to give all the people in sales a shoutout: Y’all are my inspiration. That shit is hard. I know each and everyone of you will kill it today. You’ll be the Pied Piper. Your value prop, prospectus, or elevator pitch will be your mahogany jazz flute. You’ll move from call, to power lunch, to call and hypnotize the clients with your siren song. You’ll get them to follow you in a straight line all aboard the train to Dealtown and Closersville. You’ll win so much, you’ll say: “Chuck, my hand is getting tired from signing so many contracts.” LET’S GET IT!
Captain’s log: Day 2 of the Roommate being out of town on business. Supplies are running dangerously low. Thermostat won’t warmer than 60 degrees. Might have to kill the pup for food and warmth…or just order Thai food. Let’s do Thai
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Really mellow lighting in my apartment right now (principally because I blew out the chandelier on Friday. Thank god I’ve been too lazy to take down the string of Christmas lights above the fireplace. Not trying to have myself an Amish Sunday). Rocking my comfiest groutfit and sipping on some lemon water. Good vibes to y’all
Appreciate that. Feeling’s mutual
Today really feels like a win in the making. Started off with a cup of utility french roast. Nothing fancy. A coffee that does it’s job and asks for no spotlight. Supplemented it with a little Phil Collins “In the Air Tonight” over the Ipod during my commute. May or may not have done a subtle air drum solo on the subway. I have no shame. Happy Friday
Rising and shining with a cup of Colombian liquid gold in my apartment today. Not trying to die on the way into work with all this snow. There was some demand for follow on what I did to repay my better half for saving my ass from a deadly hangover yesterday, so here it is: made her dinner, let her pick the movie, and cracked open a bottle of mid-priced prosecco that I bought on the way back from work. Also gifted her a one-way ticket for a ride on my face. I’d like to think that I make up for a lack of talent in that department with sheer work ethic and lung capacity. About to catch up on some earnings calls with similar enthusiasm. Happy Thursday y’all
Will do. #DCO
I think there’s a pretty clear consensus here about what needs to happen. Thanks for the help, guys. Looks like I’ll be having two dinners tonight
Morning friends. Last night’s dinner with clients went well. Too well. One of them was a (physically) big dude from SEC country. Man can put away drinks. Keeping a respectable one Old Fashioned behind him got me hammered. Wasn’t expecting that on a Tuesday to be honest. When I got home, the girlfriend somehow noticed that I was drunk as a skunk (maybe it was because I tipped over and fell on my face trying to take my loafers over…Not sure). She forced me to down a nightcap of water and force fed me some mac and cheese (out of the pot, while I was semi-conscious in bed). Woman saved me from feeling like death today. Sipping on cup o Joe number 1 right now and trying to figure out how I repay her
Amen
Bravo. Hidden gem of the comment section right here
Big day, big day. Investment strategy meeting with the whole firm in the AM followed by a client dinner tonight. Let’s down some coffee and wreck today like Greenspan wrecked the economy
Not a look I would ever rock, but do what makes you happy
Didn’t have time for coffee this morning. Dropped 2 x 200mg from the caffeine tablet stash I keep around in case of emergency. My palms are starting to sweat, but it’s okay because it’s Monday. Put me in coach. I’ve spent the last two days on the bench–grabbing some Gatorade and taking deep hits from the 02 tank. Good luck y’all
Heading to beautiful, scenic upstate NY this weekend. Saturday: going to hit the outdoor range and do a little shooting with the girlfriend’s father and brother. Might work through my draw on appendix carry so I don’t shoot my dick off. Sunday: church, wings, football
Working from home today. Going to grab a cup of the good stuff, hit the stationary bike, and be ready to go by 9.30. It’s earnings season and I’ll be lighting a candle today for everyone who has skin in the game. Let’s beat those benchmark averages!
I am the liquor, Randy
I personally agree with this. Look the part, represent your company well. However, some of my colleagues would say that it’s a hardo move
Wish you the best of luck. Sounds promising. Most office romance go the way you’re thinking of taking it (professional to more than that). I’d be interested if the TB guys have any stories of romances that have gone the opposite way. Ever have an ex hookup show up at the office for a business meeting? How did you/would you handle it? Asking for myself, in case the GF dumps my ass and gets into asset management
The pup woke me up last night with stomach issues and I couldn’t get back to sleep. Cup numero 3 here I come. Figured I’d take the time to give all the people in sales a shoutout: Y’all are my inspiration. That shit is hard. I know each and everyone of you will kill it today. You’ll be the Pied Piper. Your value prop, prospectus, or elevator pitch will be your mahogany jazz flute. You’ll move from call, to power lunch, to call and hypnotize the clients with your siren song. You’ll get them to follow you in a straight line all aboard the train to Dealtown and Closersville. You’ll win so much, you’ll say: “Chuck, my hand is getting tired from signing so many contracts.” LET’S GET IT!
Captain’s log: Day 2 of the Roommate being out of town on business. Supplies are running dangerously low. Thermostat won’t warmer than 60 degrees. Might have to kill the pup for food and warmth…or just order Thai food. Let’s do Thai
Seems like “no” means “maybe” for these people. Definitely weird