Mean Street Shenanigans
These last few months my heart is with some of my friends who work on the Street, including at least a quarter of my MBA class. With more than $300 billion in
write-downs and credit losses in under a year, banks are firing like nobody's business. Half of April's 23,000 layoff came from Merrill Lynch and Citi, both banks I have worked for. I know how capricious these places can be. What I am saying, though, is that we should keep some perspective. Bonuses are down by 10-25% this year but given that the average bonus is about 200K, how sorry do we need to feel?
This very funny article by the Shadow captures the spirit of the times:
Thousands of elite domestic and international MBAs with seven to 20 years of experience have been given their termination packages over the last year. They are "discovering" new teaching careers, "spending more time with their families," attempting to convince hedge funds that they have some inherent entrepreneurial spirit (NOT), or scouring the bones of smaller investment banks for a potential stepped down "rain maker" position.
This forced exodus from the financial services industry comprises more than investment bankers. It includes private bankers, fixed income salesmen and traders, equity/research sales, any and every CDS / CDO trader that can be found hiding, structuring gurus and your general overly paid, âitâs my birthrightâ type of slicked-back hair genius â both men and women. Though the female numbers are smaller, the fact that Morgan Stanleyâs president Zoe Cruz was unceremoniously and publicly crucified by her male contemporaries, from above and below, does not bode well for the male/female ratio changing any time soon. The Shadow finds it amazing that despite the numerous class action law suits that have succeeded, chauvinism is still running rampant. The only thing thatâs changed is these dinosaurs have finally learned they canât expense lap dances.
What does this mean for our industry? Does our Wall Street microcosm really have much of an effect on Main Street and Hillaryâs legion of white blue collar workers? Well, the fact is that it already has, and always will. The irony is that the ripples come from the outside in - which is counter to the natural order of things. That is, Wall Street crumbles from a speculative bubble that they created with their lemming- like clients - the latest being the credit debacle - and the hard-working stiff with a 680 FICO score in Tulsa canât borrow money because the banks overreact with their underwriting standards. Or Joe Potato in Cleveland loses his job because the Wal-Mart cuts 25% of its work force to âcontain costsâ and then proceeds to immediately provide Chinese, Indian and Korean workers with new âopportunitiesâ in their home country.
It is only many months later that the epicenter is affected with the dinosaurs attempting to sell their third homes and not finding bids, cutting back on the south of France vacations and Beaver Creek ski jaunts. They also come to the realization that the 8,200 square foot home they bought in Harrison has operating costs that they are suddenly becoming rather uncomfortable with.
So who is this dinosaur, really? Is he the legendary Theseus turned into a modern day Thersites? Probably neither. Other than wearing a bespoke suit and not really driving revenue to the extent he or she should, this individual did more process work than deal-making, interfaced with customers peripherally, and manifested hubris in its purest most unattractive form because he went to Yale, Wharton or Stanford. Sure those hallowed halls help you get jobs, but my god man; it isnât a lifetime meal ticket!
Now many of you were ultra-hard workers and life is sometimes unfair, but the world is large and flatter than ever. Instead of searching in this corner of the world, expand the flight of your search. Dinosaurs can become eagles once more. Just not in Manhattan.






