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post #106 of 619
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Any research analysts on board that cover healthcare or biotech or pharma companies?

 

you looking for sell side research?


Either
post #107 of 619
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you would be placed directly into an associate position, and many mba students have a summer associate internship before getting a FT offer. You would make typical associate salary, probably like 150-200k depending on bonuses, dealflow, and if bb/mm/boutique etc

i think you should add a disclosure so it's clear that salary is not across the board and only a privileged few (top 10 students?) are offered that type of pay from a MBA program (top 5)
post #108 of 619
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i think you should add a disclosure so it's clear that salary is not across the board and only a privileged few (top 10 students?) are offered that type of pay from a MBA program (top 5)

No that's not correct. You're stating that about 50 students get typical IB associate offers across the country. The reality is probably 10 fold. A typical IB has an incoming class of 20 to 50 new associates a year.
post #109 of 619
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you would be placed directly into an associate position, and many mba students have a summer associate internship before getting a FT offer. You would make typical associate salary, probably like 150-200k depending on bonuses, dealflow, and if bb/mm/boutique etc

i am not sure if the figures you mention are in reference to just a base salary, or to all-in compensation, but i think either way they are off (too high for base only, too low for all-in).
post #110 of 619
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i am not sure if the figures you mention are in reference to just a base salary, or to all-in compensation, but i think either way they are off (too high for base only, too low for all-in).

They include bonus. base salary would be around 100k, and bonus 50-100k.
post #111 of 619
First year bonus is a stub of 20 to 40k with no salary bump until year two. Bonuses are paid in spring.

Following year (basically after a year and a half) salary bumps up 20 - 40k and bonus is 70 - 100k.

Most bonuses are at least 25% stock that pays out over five years.

Recent and rough estimates.
post #112 of 619
So this is what happens when you get into this field for the money (or worse, prestige lol) : you're so miserable that you want to tell the world how miserable you were...
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Originally Posted by http://hereisthecity.com/2012/09/18/confessions-of-an-intern-the-day-i-snapped-and-why-it-was-the-be/ 

Confessions Of A Young Banker - The Day I Snapped

'My name is Stephen Ridley. I graduated from a top tier British University with a First Class Honours Degree in Philosophy, Politics and Economics in 2010 and went straight into IBD at a top tier European investment bank, after interning there in 2009. I worked in the top team (on a revenue basis) for 16 months, before quitting in October 2011. I want to tell you about that experience, and about what has happened since then, about how I left the green to chase my dream. This will be blunt and honest. I do not mean to offend, quite the opposite, I hope to inspire! Again, this isn't an attack on those who choose to be bankers, it's just me sharing my experience together with the lessons I've learnt, and hopefully it speaks to a few people. If you look at the picture above you'll see a picture of what I do now. It's a little different from where I was 6 months ago!

Banking is brutal. I knew this after my internship, but I didn't care. I wanted money. I wanted respect. I wanted to be a somebody in the eyes of myself and others. But most of all, I wanted money. Why ? Because money is freedom. Money means I can wear what I want, live where I want, go where I want, eat what I want, be who I want. Money would make me happy. Right ? Well... not exactly I'm afraid. In fact, money didn't seem to make any of the bankers happy. Not one person in the roughly 200 I got to know in banking were happy. Yet all earned multiples of the national average salary.

The reality of banking is this. Like everyone there, I worked my ass to the bone, working mind numbingly boring work. My life was emails, excel, powerpoint, meetings, endless drafts and markups about shit I couldn't give less of a fuck about, edits, drafts, edits, drafts, edits, send to printers, pick up, courier, meetings, more work, multitasking, boredom, boredom, tired, boredom, avoiding the staffer on a friday, more work, depression, tired, tired, tired, fucking miserable. 15 hour days were a minimum, 16-17 were normal, 20+ were frequent and once or twice a month there would be the dreaded all nighter. I worked around 2 out of every 4 weekends in some form. I was never free, I always had my blackberry with me, and thus I could never truly dettach myself from the job. These are the objective facts, contrary to what any 'baller' wants to tell you. The only models were excel models, the only bottles were coca cola, which I drank a lot of to stay awake.

Though I managed to maintain relationships with certain friends (testament to how good these friends were), I never was really 'there' and never really relaxed to enjoy their company, I was either pre-occupied, exhausted, or too self-centred to really have a 2 way conversation. I was constantly tired, constantly stressed, and I had this constant reoccurring thought. The thought went like this. I'm not happy.

I personally didn't find the work interesting, and that placed me in the 95% majority. You're not golfing with CEOs, talking about strategy, then driving your lambo home at 3.30pm to have sex with your hot girlfriend. No, you're sat at your computer, haven't spent more than 5 minutes in the sun in weeks, you're out of shape, bad skin, tired, overworked, and you're facing yet another office dinner before calling yourself a cab somewhere between 1am and 5am to take your lonely ass to your empty bed.

In those rare moments you do get out your tie to go talk to a client, you're not having a nice interesting chat with an interesting person, you talking finance to some other depressed office drone in some corporate office, who either pretends to give a shit or, more often than not, doesn't pretend. Of course, every now and then, I did meet that rare breed who got their kicks from debt-restructuring or endless levels of back-solved pseudoscientific analysis, but this only depressed me as it reminded me how little I cared about this nonsense, and thus made me further question why I was spending every waking moment - and half the ones I should have been asleep - devoted to it.

I was (also) amazed how modestly people lived in banking given all the hype that surrounds it. They were just sad middle class bland people, with unexciting lives, and unexciting prospects. A bunch of nerds who got caught up in a cage made of money and dreams and greed, and never got out. There had to be more to life than this.

Eventually, I thought f..k this. I got to the point where I wasn't buying myself nice things anymore because doing so only reinforced my dependency on a job which I hated, a job which was taking over every aspect of my shortening life. I had worked hard at university to have a good life, a happy life, a 'successful' life. And I wasn't finding it in IBD. And nobody above me was either. Even the 'baller' MDs were really just miserable, uninteresting, and often pathetic old farts. I didn't want to be them. I wanted to be a colourful, shinny person with love in my heart. Someone with passion, happiness, laughter lines, someone who has taken life by the horns and lived on the edge, taken risks, had love and loss and seen the world.

I made my plan to leave in baby steps. First I started interviewing at other city jobs - everything from hedge fund analyst to private equity analyst to inter dealer broker to insurance to wealth management to sales to trading and even equity research. These all looked boring, these all involved wasting away the majority of my life at a desk. These all involved long working hours, even if a little better. None of these lit the fire I once had before being crushed by banking. So I looked at jobs in corporates, in their M&A team, their finance team. Again, I went to a few interviews, got offers, but it was just the same shit. I didn't want to be a drone in a suit and tie.

Eventually I snapped. Despite being staffed up to my eye balls, I left the office at 7pm to prepare for an interview I had the next morning at 8.30am. The AD I was working with (5 years my senior) consequently had to work until 5am. The next morning, I wasn't at my desk at 8am as I should have been. I was at my interview. Just another mind numbing 'opportunity' to work in debt refinancing team at Tesco's head office. F..k that. I'd had enough. There was nothing for me in any spectrum of finance. I'd had enough. I walked into work at 11am, and by 11.01, the AD had dragged me into a side room to rip me a new asshole (she'd got a little cranky after 90 minutes sleep and a lot of stress). She said that she was going to go and talk to our team head about this and stood up. I told her to sit her ass down, I'd do it for her. I walked over to his desk, and I respectfully told him I'd had enough. I thanked him for his time, he did the same, we shook hands, and I packed my shit together and sent my bye bye email around the team.

Within 20 minutes of quitting, I was out of the front door. Bye bye blackberry, bye bye security pass, bye bye banking. The sun has never shone so bright, the air has never tasted so sweet, I have never felt lighter, than that moment. I was free. I was free. I was so fucking free I could taste it!

Now, oddly, I chose this moment to go to a shopping centre (long story) with a friend. Upon walking around in a slight state of shock I saw a piano in a suit shop, and this was exactly what I needed. To play a little tune and unwind. I didn't even ask if I could play, I just went in and started playing. A man quickly came up to me, paid me a compliment and then asked me what I did. I responded 'I'm a musician' (why not ?!). He asked how much ? I said £100 for 2 hours. He hired me 5 days a week. Just like that I'd become a musician, working around a ninth of the hours for about the same money.

Now I'm going to speed up the story a little. I quit this in a couple of weeks because I realised I didn't want to be a background musician in a shop, I wanted to be in the limelight. I wanted to entertain the world. I wanted to try and make it in music. I rolled a piano onto one of the busiest streets in London, and I started playing. Within 1 month I had 9 management contract offers and had started recording my first album. It's now been 6 months. I've travelled around the world, I've got an album on iTunes, named Butterfly In A Hurricane. I've played to literally tens of thousands of people. I've felt all the love and beauty of the world. I've laughed until I've cried. I've enjoyed more female attention than I thought a guy with my face could get! This is the most alive I've ever felt.

I used to do something I hated all day everyday, I used to hate myself for doing that. I was bad company around people and nobody really liked me. Now I do something that I love, that makes me bubble with excitement daily. In return for doing the thing I love the most, people are made happy, people are overhwelmingly kind to me, people open their hearts to me, and I do the same to them. I roll my piano around the world sharing this love which grows inside in the soil of my happiness and fulfilment. I never ever thought I'd be this happy.

Okay, I can't afford the Prada suit right now, but I can't wait to wake up tomorrow, I've got a singing lesson in the morning and I'm meeting Coca Cola in the afternoon to talk about being in an advert for them. My future is unpredictable (which I love), but I know that it will be fine because I'm the one in control. I spent 23 years developing my brain, and now I'm using it.

I just wanted to reach out to all those people who are in banking and miserable but too scared to leave, I want to reach out to all the nerdy kids with the great CVs who want to go into banking, I want to reach out to everyone who has got this far reading and I'm telling you to take a leap and do something you love. You might not know what that is, but you sure as hell aren't going to find it sat unhappily at your desk trying to multitask all day long. You only progress by taking a leap of faith, not in God necessarily, but in yourself. Know that you have all the tools within you already. You can do and be whoever you want to be, and you deserve to be so much more than a tired suit in an office. Of course if that's where you get real happiness, then that's fantastic. I'm just saying that wasn't my experience, nor was it for the majority of those I met.

Life is short - you're young, you're old, you're dead. React to that knowledge. You have nothing to lose!'

A lot of this is true (minus all the hyperbole of course) by the way. This is an awful job if you have no interest in what you're doing - because you're doing it all the time, all day long, every day of the week.
post #113 of 619
If not money why did you go into banking? No troll
post #114 of 619
ya you're trolling. You cannot think of any additional reasons to choose a career ?
post #115 of 619
I'm not saying there's no other reason. I'm asking you for what reason you went into banking
post #116 of 619
For the same reasons most people choose a career: an intersection of general interest for the job, skill matching and opportunities.
post #117 of 619
i'm reading a big report on M&A in the wine world. The deal volume is a bit more robust that I expected, though it's still far from the general consumer beverage industry's volume.
post #118 of 619
I don't know anything about it but I'd think that winery M&A must require a crazy amount of due diligence to even get to price discovery if there are large reserves. I'm sure there's a ton of social issues too.
post #119 of 619
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I don't know anything about it but I'd think that winery M&A must require a crazy amount of due diligence to even get to price discovery if there are large reserves. I'm sure there's a ton of social issues too.

it'd really hard to find information on some of these deals. In 2009, Vincraft acquired Kosta Browne, a relatively small but prestigious producer, for around $40 MM, but terms of the deal and how they reached their valuation weren't disclosed. Bummer.
post #120 of 619
What are the chances of being able to move into IB from Asset/Wealth Management Analyst?
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