Equity Research Analyst

If you are an Equity Research Analyst, why did you become one? If you want to become an Equity Research Analyst, why do you want to be one?

Bonus question: How has the position changed over the last 2-4 years?

Lindsey Vuolo Revisted (or Wishful M&A)

The whole point of this site was for me to be ruthlessly honest about myself, but that is easier said than done even when done anonymously.

I have a Mergers & Acquisitions class tonight that I really don’t feel like going to. The professor is quite good. I’m actually quite jealous of him. He is tall, when I am short, and has a sort of sublime confidence that I long for.

I have always been ridiculously hard on myself for no real reason. I have raised the bar so high as to what is acceptable, that I am never content. If I had just been smarter when I was younger I could actually be quite happy today. I hope it is not too late for me. It might be.

I have to mount a job search with full intensity, but I am such a lazy fuck that I am having trouble getting started. I think I am also not so secretly afraid that no one will ever hire me anyway so what is the point in looking.

There is a post about Lindsay Vuolo below and I was going to post a picture of her in it. But I decided against it because I didn’t want the two people that might accidentally come across my site to think it was a porn site or a site just riddled with lonely, juvenile desperation and immediately dismiss the prospect that I might have anything well written and worth reading. But as I said, I want to be dreadfully honest on this site (as difficult as that may be), so I am going to post a picture of her. Let’s call it a little thrust from me as I painstakingly try to improve my life.

Helpless, Maybe?

It's frigid tonight. I was going to buy a turkey sandwich at a deli about a 15 minute walk from my apartment, but was inadequately attired so I turned around and went to a supermarket closer to my apartment. On my walk I noticed a homeless man huddled in a corner next to a potted plant that essentially provided no protection against the biting air. My heart sank for him, but my legs keep plodding along as I forced my hands deeper into my warmly lined coat pockets. (My coat was a gift from my parents, but that is another story.)

My breath appeared in front of me like a ghost dancing on the chilled air before floating away. I wished the homeless man would float from from my conscience just as magically. He won't and he didn’t, but I am helpless to help him. I am helpless, right?

Equity Valuation: I'd rather be...

Off to class: Equity Valuation. It's a standard B-School class that purportedly provides methodology and tools to best value a company. These tools are glorious in theory and hypothetical, academic scenarios but are largely inept in actual practice.

The math can be somewhat intensive so I am struggling relative to my classmates. I really just want to stay home and lounge around my apartment in my underwear. I'd also really like to, you know...

The End Is Near

I have a month to go before I graduate from Business School. It has been a fast two years. I was technically in the part-time program, but since I am not/was not working I was able to do it in two years. I am such a loser.

Site Meter Added

Now I can confirm that NO ONE visits this site. That's ok, no one calls me either.

Lindsey Vuolo

Lindsey Vuolo is my alltime favorite Playboy playmate in large part because she is Jewish. Is that ok?

Alone Again

I spent Thanksgiving all by myself.

Whole Foods

I just returned from Whole Foods on the night before Thanksgiving. What a mad house. Purchased some sushi, wild rice stuffed pork chops, cherry apple stuffed chicken thighs and some risotto stuffed summer squash. It all sounds much better than it is. In truth it is all over priced and of moderate taste, but what else am I to do. It is better than the same old take out (Chinese and lousy over priced sandwiches), and I am too lazy and unskilled to cook anything in my pathetically small kitchen.

Everything I bought also takes like 30 plus minutes to cook. That is like a whole process in itself to get revved up for. At least take out is just a phone call.

You lose some and you lose some.

Welcome

Have a seat. May I get you a drink? Wonder if anyone will read this. I'd really like a drink myself. Not alcohol mind you, just water. I'm really thirsty. I had a chicken quesadilla for lunch - very dry, almost as dry as my sense of humor.