Investment banker loses job, becomes bank robber to support self and wife.
“I was just sitting in my truck looking out the window. And I’m like: ‘I need money right now. What can I do where nobody’s gonna get hurt?’ I just came to this epiphany that there’s no other way. If I wanna hold on to everything, then I’ve got to steal money.”
Cynics might opine that he was no doubt stealing money while employed because, hey, that’s what investment bankers do, isn’t it? But Mr. I Wouldn’t Know What Ethics Were If I Tripped Over Them seems to have especially devoid of any concept of honesty, even to the point of continually lying to his wife who had no clue what was happening.
Given the thuggish and amoral atmosphere of most investment banks, I’m surprised they didn’t make him a partner instead.
Hey… Why all the hatin’ on hyenas?
There’s a pack of coyotes outside my window claiming solidarity with their African hyena brothers and demanding I stop insulting hyenas by comparing them to banksters.
Exactly. Hyenas have a code of conduct.