Andrea Hoffman Goes All In by Diane Cohen Schneider

Author:Diane Cohen Schneider
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: She Writes Press

Chapter 23

I’m wearing the coral cashmere sweater Charlene gave me under my favorite Albert Nipon charcoal grey suit and I feel surprisingly ready for a good day at work. Perhaps an amalgamation of single malt scotch, white wine, coke, and weed is the perfect combination for me. The doorman thing—tacky—he had a mullet! But not mortifying. Who was going to know? I’ll pass on buying the apartment in that building though.

Charlene’s wrapped up with a big Kodak position she is trying to buy in a strengthening market. She nods when I pass by, smiles when she sees the sweater, but immediately turns back to her task.

Dan looks at me quizzically, like something is going on he should know about but can’t remember. He probably smells Charlene’s perfume lingering in the sweater.

“You look nice,” he says. “Did I forget we have an analyst in town?”

“Maybe I have a date later.”

“Do you?”

“None of your business.”

Wearing Charlene’s hand-me-down sweater must be giving me some of her chutzpah because I decide this is a good day to try and call portfolio managers who never call me back and sell them Genetech, a high priced but exciting biotech company our biotech analyst loves. I successfully connect with an elusive downstate portfolio manager and am well into my pitch when I see my second line light up.

“So, have you considered adding a position in your growth fund?” I ask, giving myself a break to look up at Mary Consuelo and see who’s calling.

“Steve,” Mary Consuelo calls out with a shrug.

I know a bunch of Steves—a couple of analysts, one portfolio manager, and a trader in our New York office—but none of them are more important than the guy I am talking to right now, so I twirl my finger. I see her nod and I go back to paying full attention to the conversation at hand. To my surprise, he asks me a few questions and then actually says thank you. “Call me again when you have other ideas along these lines. You’re on the right track.”

I hang up and do a little dance still sitting at my desk. I am on the right track! It’s not a trade, but from a guy as tough as this one, it’s a benediction. I’m on a roll and I keep dialing. It’s midmorning before I get a chance to go to the bathroom. When I come out of the stall, Mary Consuelo is washing her hands.

“Hey,” I say. “I’ve been meaning to ask you something.”

“I know. Charlene already put your order in. Go get me four hundred dollars. I’ll have your shit by the close.”

I’ve got four hundred dollars but four hundred dollars is a lot of money to snort up my nose. But I can’t say “never mind.” Consuelo will think I am a loser. This has been quite a couple of days. Best commission week ever. Attracted the attention of an important new “friend” in the business. Gave a hand job to a sexy stranger and then slept like a baby.

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