Greetings and much love to you all, my pretties.
I am what is commonly known in the trade as a dirty stop-out. I got to bed at 5:30 this morning.
It started out as a middle-office night out (the middle-office people deal with clearing of my trades etc) but they very kindly invited me to join in. In itself that is unusual because I am classed as front-office, although I am the only one of about 15 front-office dealers who is actually accepted as being 'one of them' when it comes to chatting and mingling.
So, 6 of us went to the local Italian and ate much food, drunk much alcohol and talked much shit. A small part of me feels guilty because our entire middle-office has been given 6 months notice of redundancy whereas I get to keep my job for the time being.
It appears they had an alterior motive. It appears they are trying to fix me up with my crush. It appears she kind of likes me too.
We had a very enjoyable evening. Very enjoyable indeed.
I am now sat here in my robe eating a BBQ rib burger for breakfast.
I am happy
I am what is commonly known in the trade as a dirty stop-out. I got to bed at 5:30 this morning.
It started out as a middle-office night out (the middle-office people deal with clearing of my trades etc) but they very kindly invited me to join in. In itself that is unusual because I am classed as front-office, although I am the only one of about 15 front-office dealers who is actually accepted as being 'one of them' when it comes to chatting and mingling.
So, 6 of us went to the local Italian and ate much food, drunk much alcohol and talked much shit. A small part of me feels guilty because our entire middle-office has been given 6 months notice of redundancy whereas I get to keep my job for the time being.
It appears they had an alterior motive. It appears they are trying to fix me up with my crush. It appears she kind of likes me too.
We had a very enjoyable evening. Very enjoyable indeed.
I am now sat here in my robe eating a BBQ rib burger for breakfast.
I am happy
snowballinhell:
YAY 
