Freedom! Terrible Terrible Freedom!

The blackberry went quiet for a whole 4 hours today. The first 30 min i didn't notice, after that i started to get the phantom vibrations and began compulsively checking it, just in case i was missing something. After the first hour I realized that i was free, and set forth to experience the world in a way that i haven't known for a long time.

Suddenly my reprieve was cut short by the obnoxious (and all too real) sound of my blackberry vibrating itself across and eventually off my coffee table, announcing that 67 messages had finally found their way home.

I was sad to see it working again, but in a sick, twisted, Stockholm Syndrome fashion, I was really excited to have it back.

The Earnings Beard

Come earnings season, many male research associates (and some analysts) begin to rock what has become known as the "earnings beard."*

It starts simply enough. Once smooth faces will go unshaven for an extra day. Then another day, and another, until perma-stubble sets in.

At that point the associate realizes:
1) they're too tired to care
2) no one else really cares since they're not meeting with clients
3) they don't really trust themselves with a razor at this point

Thus the earnings beard is born.


*Of course, this depends on the firm's dress code, but thats a topic for another day. The earnings beard usually goes hand in hand with taking casual fridays to their logical, yet ridiculous extremes.

On why you can't take me anywhere....

At the Big Obama Party 2/2:

Close talker, drunk and rabid Obama supporter who wouldn't leave me alone: "So, if Obama wins the primary, are you going to vote for him in the general election?"

Me (thoroughly annoyed): "Well, I suppose so.... I mean, now that Giuliani is out of it....."

The look of abject horror on his face and the fact that he left me alone was worth the twinge of guilt that I felt in being a dick.