Bankers’ girlfriends have it hard these days. In mourning the loss of their formerly mindless affluence, the afflicted have set up Dating a Banker Anonymous, a support group that meets for lunch and cocktails to share, pine, and vent. They’ve also set up a blog. The UK’s Mail Online reports:
The blog invites women to join ‘if your monthly Bergdorf’s allowance has been halved and bottle service has all but disappeared from your life’. It describes itself as ‘A safe place where women can come together, free from the scrutiny of feminists, and share their tearful tales of how the mortgage meltdown has affected their relationships.’
Attended by about 30 women, mostly in their twenties, the groups mantra includes a simple three step guide to easing their economic and emotional woes: Step 1: Slip into a dress and heels. Step 2: Sip a cocktail and wait your turn to talk. Step 3: Pour your heart out. Repeat as needed.
Here’s a link to their blog: http://dabagirls.wordpress.com/.
The most recent post is entitled “Ain’t messin’ with no broke broker.”
No sympathy here. You have to hand it to them, though–they know how to get publicity.
