What job wouldn't you do? Dustman, cleaner, cashier, mailman, waiter, etc. Yes, all these jobs don't really sound appealing and most of the people who end up doing them, don't choose to - it just happens (or it's temporary). These are not the most glamorous jobs, they're underpaid, they require a lot of physical effort, you don't need any particular education, some are stressful and almost all of them don't give you The Status.
Yeah, don't pretend like you don't know what I'm talking about. You love The famous Status - this little factor we ALL seek. Whether we like to admit it or not, it is an important step in our career decision making. We all want to be wearing a fancy suit to work, drive a nice car, be able to afford expensive restaurants with small bites and pricey clubs with VIP sections, go on holidays in the isolated resorts in the Caribbean and give money to charity.
But I notice that some jobs that offer you This Status are extremely useless. I can't help but to think about finance. All right, all of you who know me will think that I am extremely bias because I hate my job. But let me explain.
Finance is a concept invented by Man and it is not concrete at all. Actually It may not be concrete, but its impact on the world is (1929 crash, global economic crisis 2007 - 2009, to name a few). It is a highly irrational and almost uncontrollable devil in which you could make tons of money but also lose your life savings. So it's kinda like a casino.
So bankers work in that human made bubble and make huge amount of money by simply bullshitting the whole day. I make my clients believe I'm an expert and start bullshitting about "the markets, the fluctuations, the underlying stocks, the resistance levels, etc." they don't understand a word I'm saying and then I make money by simply having no idea about anything. Trust me when I say that ANYONE, with some basic financial knowledge can be a great portfolio manager - you just need to make it believable.
Anyway, bankers totally dig The Status, they're actually in love with it. Perfectly gelled hair pulled all the way to the back, tailor-made Gucci suits, BMW 3 series Coupé Cabriolet (or as they like to call it, CC), walking around with their arrogant attitude as if they knew everything about the world and finally the endless money-related conversations. That, my friends, is The Status.
Yes banking can be tough and stressful too, but it leads nowhere. In other words they go to work from 7am till 7pm (that was NOT me), have a 5 minute lunch break with their 3 screens and inject their daily litre of coffee in their system...but for what?! At the end of the day, the world doesn't really change. What I mean by that is that the finance guys play in a bubble that they invented and that bubble serves no greater purpose. Some people work to defend human rights - that's important; defend women's rights - that's important; protect the environment - that's important; manufacturing, farming, marketing, advertising – that's real; enrich the rich - that's secondary!
So if you ask me if I want to be a dustman, waiter or mailman I'd say no - but at least THEIR job IS concrete. They clean our streets, serve our food, deliver our mail, so when I see the members of The Status community despise these smaller people, I just feel like stabbing them in the eye so deep that the knife breaks the skull in the back of their head and ruin their gelled hair! (Ok, yes - I hate waiters, but it's not because of their job it's because they're all surprinsingly dumb and blind)
Finally, to put a picture on that story, here's how I describe the difference between real jobs and finance jobs. Both require effort and can be exhausting; but one takes you somewhere (actual bike: real job) whereas the other one takes you nowhere (indoor bike: finance job).
I LOVE this post Fadi, the gelled-hair-thing is totally accurate, and may I add that as a woman, these pricks think that we are all DYING to make out at the backseat of their BMWs. They hence think it's perfectly ok for them to look at women as if they were weighing them, to see if they'd fit in their Status world. They're all called impossible names like Octave or Charles-Antoine,their girlfriends all looked the same (blond, thin, wearing suits, Gucci bag and Gucci pumps, Cartier jewels and discreet make up, Ralph Lauren polos on the week end because they're relaxed)and they LOVE to go for after work drinks.
ReplyDeleteAs I said to Joe as soon as I stepped into the Procter and Gamble offices to pass their test: No fucking way. I'd rather be a hooker.
NOW THAT'S a concrete job.