Tina Weinfurther

I was reading an old issue of Time magazine in the bathroom, and I came across an advertisement for a bank that had a picture of Tina Weinfurther, the bank's bigwig something-or-rather. I think it's an investment bank. At one point, I wanted to be a hedge fund manager, because they make a lot of money. It's probably not the most punk rock thing I've ever wanted to do, but still, it would be nice to be successful in ways that the non-punk world (e.g. my parents) would recognize and appreciate. I tried to talk my friend into doing it with me, because he's the sort of person who would know what it is a hedge fund manager does and all that important information. I also read a thing about how to become a hedge fund manager. Turns out it's harder than it looks. You have to convince people to give you their money. I don't think I'd be very good at that.

Just thinking about how much more successful and better looking she is than me makes me want to act like a player hater. I will not though. I will take the high road. Congratulations on being successful and good looking enough to pull of dorky golf clothes, Tina Weinfurther. You should give me some money.