last day!!!

today is the last day of my internship at JP Morgan. 10 weeks seem to have just flown by. a few things i have to do today…

– finalize my fraud “project report” (i didn’t do any project here) and get it signed by my manager
– pain the HR people and make sure i have my offer letter in hand by the end of the day
– ask my manager to send a mail to the HR people saying that i haven’t taken any leave. i’ll get paid for those days i’ve NOT taken leave for
– clean out my desk and collect some useful stuff, if any, to take back home
– say goodbye to everyone here. i’ve brought a whole bunch of IIMB business cards for distribution!
– and i’m sure that my team here would like to have their money’s worth and i’ll have to do my today’s quota of choo tiya kaam

so i guess i’ll sign off now. i’ll be online till evening when i leave this place. and given that net connectivity at home is painfully slow, i guess i’ll follow a “no net” oplicy until both my comp and i have shifted to IIMB hostel.

cheers, mates!

PPO!!!

contrary to all my expectations, i was offered a job by JP Morgan today. i have been offered in the exotic derivatives trading team (different from what i’m doing right now).

so i do have to worry about my career options now! apparently i’ll have to make the decision within a month…

let’s see…

given up

as my boss is pushing back my review day after day (he’s told me “tomorrow” at least 4 times), i think it’s mostly going to be a “no”. and it’s not going to be communicated to me since in that case i’m going to stop putting fight.

keeping in mind that the probability of getting offered is really small, and even if i’ll be offered i won’t be taking it up (balls to bullet point), i’ve decided to give up and at least enjoy the rest of my stay here in London, rather than breaking my head about something non-existent.

waiting for my feedback….

i just want to go up to my boss and tell him how much this place sucks. just waiting for my review. there’s a small chance that i may still make it to an offer, which i can use to beautify my resume. that’s the only thing that is preventing me from going up and giving some honest feedback.

and it doesn’t take rocket science to figure out that this place sucks. in fact, it takes even lesser intelligence to figure it out than it takes to price a vanilla swap using one of JP Morgan’s packages. so it is obvious that everyone else thinks this sucks. or at least they used to think so until they got sucked into the system.

the average person to enter JPM is a doofoo who’d have mugged his way through one of these crappy colleges in England. once he enters, he realizes that he is really lucky to be in such a high-paying job (yeah i know you must be thinking i’m freakin’ mad to say i don’t want such a high-paying job) and that by hook or by crook he must stay on here. if he starts cribbing about the system, given the place’s tika kobbu he won’t survive longer. and armed with a qualification which can, at best, fetch a call center job in a place like India (not sure what kind of a job it can fetch here in England), he can’t afford that. so he quietly understands and does his shitty work without cribbing. by the time his job is secure enough, he is part of the sucky system.

guess this has been going on for a few decades now! and the bank having existed for more than a hundred years, and having grown too fat to stand on its feet (though a series of arbit M&As that is – wonder how people trust this with their M&A when the investment bank couldn’t handle its own merger properly) it is impossible for anyone to change the system enough. totally pissing off.

views and reviews and interviews…

review is due… however, after having figured out that i’m not particularly interested in my current job, i’ve been set up for an interview with a desk which is supposed to do more interesting work. that MD just came and gave me shitloads of stuff to read…

stuff i’ll have to read anyways for my fin. derivatives course next term. very mathematical. very interesting stuff.

however, when you start hating a place, even the best work that is given to you would be boring. normally i would have jumped at the opportunity to read this kind of stuff. but now i find it boring. it’s something like if the pitch is bad, even a wicketkeeper can turn the ball square. alternately, if you don’t like the ambience in a restaurant, even the most tastiest (i purposely put in the double superlative) food tastes insipid…