Since the dawn of humankind, Wall Street has abided by a social-professional compact. It goes something like this: give us your twenties, and a chunk of your thirties—eh, throw in some forties for good measure. Be sure to put in countless 92-hour workweeks, including all-nighters, and ideally the loss of all hope for your starter marriage. In exchange, we’ll make sure you’re financially set for life, complete with 24/7 use of our car service.
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