I'm in the office right now, working my 11th 12-hour day in the past two weeks. We've been living the typical investment banker groundhog day: wake up, begin coffee feed, pound data like there's no tomorrow, finance, finance, finance, dinner, sleep...and again!
There's a noticable increase in swearing and shouting as our nerves gradually frazzle. And then there's the football being thrown over the cubicles, the case of beer under my desk, our CFO walking around in bermuda shorts muttering to himself, and everyone answering their phones "what now?!" but I think it's the hallmark of a great team, that we're coping with the moments of panic and stress, instead of taking it out on each other.
Nothing like a common monetary goal to bring people together!
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