Saw the firm's golden boy having a breakdown in a bathroom stall again.
I was at the law firm late—very late—trying to finish a filing when I heard someone gasping in the stall next to mine. It wasn't just a heavy breath; it was someone struggling to keep it silent. I heard the lock click open, and when I looked in the mirror, it was the guy who is always in a bespoke charcoal suit looking like he runs the world. He was leaning against the sink, neck flushed red, rubbing the back of his neck like his life depended on it. He didn't even notice me. He just checked his phone, saw his bank balance, and started putting his tie back on as if nothing happened. Then he walked out to crush a merger meeting like he’s made of steel. Is this what success looks like?
Why the bank balance check though? You'd think he'd be set for life with that position.
Reply to FinanceGuy99： Deep down, he’s still the kid from South Boston.
Wait, the guy who just won the Miller merger? He looked perfectly fine on the earnings call this morning.
Reply to TheBriefReader： That’s the mask. He doesn't let anyone see the cracks.
Maybe he’s not as 'untouchable' as the partners think.
This is just a sad state of affairs. Money doesn't buy peace of mind.
He seems so cold and unapproachable, but I wonder if he ever just... stops?
If you want to know what makes him tick, you have to look at his history. works like he’s running from a ghost.
I’ve seen him leave the office at 3 AM and show up at 5 AM for a run. The man is clearly fueled by sheer anxiety and black coffee.
That’s definitely him. Everyone knows he lives in that office. Honestly, it’s not even shocking anymore.