Nice Work (If You Can Get It)

I just had possibly the greatest job interview ever. I didn’t want the job, she didn’t want to hire me, we parted on amiable terms, and she told me to follow my heart (i.e., follow it down to the lobby and out the door, because you ain’t getting benefits from us).

It’s a beautiful fall day and down on Wall Street the suits are standing in line at the lunch trucks, most of them with their jackets off and identical from behind (white shirt, black pants, closely-cropped hair). It’s like a Museum of Business down there, I almost laughed. I only have experience at not-for-profits and everything about Wall St. seems antithetical to everything I’ve experienced in a job. This where the Real Work gets done. I thought, tourists should come here instead of Times Square. Then I turned the corner and the NYSE was in front of me, and between me and it there they were, taking pictures, taking turns passing the camera around so they could each get a shot with them in front of the building. Beat me to it.

Unless avian flu kills off the other candidates in the next few days, I most likely won’t be working on Wall Street, but it is a nice place to visit, to remind me of the uselessness of my Liberal Arts degree.

1 Comment so far

  1. Tessa (unregistered) on October 27th, 2005 @ 12:42 pm

    What’s even scarier down there is the NYSC right across the road. More treadmills when you walk in than I have ever seen before. I guess stockbrokers want to relieve stress?



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