home terms and conditions blog biog contact links terms and conditions send a story


City Girl

Like Ol’ Blue Eyes sang: “Start spreading the news, I’m leaving today, I want to be a part of it…New York, New York.” Yes, I’m going and I can’t wait to tell my boss.

So, bring out the marching band, as I’m off to the land of dreams. And the best bit is that I’m still going to be paid in pounds sterling, rather than weak dollars, as this London City Girl jets off to Wall Street.

The bank pays for everything, starting with a first-class flight and chauffeured airport arrival. A relocation specialist has been appointed to take care of my domestic arrangements and there’s even a swanky Manhattan loft apartment, owned by the bank and rent-free for the first few months while I set myself up.

My boss will be seething, having ­narrowly missed out a few years back when her “look-at-me-I-could-rock-the-New-York-office” PowerPoint presentation bombed. But who cares? What goes around comes around, and this girl is done with being her bitch. See how she likes doing her own work for a change.

Of course, the decision wasn’t an easy one, so I roped in my friends for their ­advice. First to share her pearls was a friend who, having recently hooked up with a guy from New Jersey on the ­internet, told me to “grab it with both hands, one on each bum cheek” – no surprises as to what’s going through her mind. Or maybe it was the prospect of a free crash pad when she plucks up the courage to meet him.

 Then there was my “artist” friend from my school days. She was horrified, ­branding me a warmonger for wanting to dance dirty with the Bush Man himself.

So you see, eventually it came down to the money, the Wall Street fantasy and, well, the opportunity to rub my boss’s nose in it. I just have to tell her, so I’ll be waiting for the cold shoulder treatment and the black sack job that’s bound to come when I pluck one of the “here’s one I prepared earlier” resignation letters which have been cluttering my bottom drawer since the first day I laid eyes on her.

Next week, in my last column, I promise to give you all the grim details on her reaction­. I won’t enjoy it, I promise!


Friday 7th March, 2008 posted by City Girl
Guest_Ami says: Discussing City Girl's Column on a monday morning has been a ritual for my friends and me. we'll miss it but earning in Sterling and spending in Dollars is an opportunity not to be missed. So City Girl, Enjoy your new city but know that your old one will miss your wit!
Monday 10 March 2008 17:29

Guest_E J Thribb says: Farewell then, City Girl. You had a column. I read it. It was good.
Friday 07 March 2008 20:56

Guest_Gerry says: City Girl I can't believe it, I adore your column it makes me laugh every time. But good luck in NY...and please tell us how you get on. x
Friday 07 March 2008 10:30



 


LOGIN


blog archives:
blog home

2008:
March
February
January

2007:
December
November
October
September
August
July
June
May
April
March
February

related websites:
The London Paper

related links:
contact us
RSS

search this blog:

RSS