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Finnair Business Class, it reads on a shiny plaque a few rows ahead. Together with speeded check-in and security, extra drinks/bread and a hot towel before meals, that little symbol of class segregation possibly summarises the differences between flying business and regular.
Overall, the trip to Helsinki was useful in every respect. I got to freeze violently during a late night coastal walk in Eira (told you, we tend to underdress in London due to that notorious hotness of the Tube). Breathe in some longed-for sea air from the Gulf of Finland. Empty my purse mindlessly at the trendy Marimekko on Pohjois-Esplanadi. See Rupert, the pastor of my ex-congregation, St. Nicholas. For the absence of any time, take absolutely random pictures of the harbour. Pick up my MSc degree papers from dearest alma mater, Hanken. Spend a night at Sokos Helsinki on Kluuvinkatu.
Add to this more mandatory UBS recruitment event at the Helsinki School of Economics. Getting jealous looks from current students hungry for a London banking job. What a change in roles! It used to be me approaching those “happilly employed” and begging for contact details. Guess who got to hand out some first business cards and get flooded with questions this time around. And everyone is so keen it almost hurts. We just wish we could hire you all, guys…
This year UBS is piloting a new structure for its recruitment presentations – rather than sweeping the audience off their feet with scoops of information on glamorous investment banking, the plan is now to answer audience’s questions in a panel of UBS representatives. I got to represent the new joiners (young “beardless” analysts, that is), and, correspondingly, received a fair share of joining-related queries. As an untrustworthy type on “political correctness” stance, I was not allocated a single question on the working hours. Let’s not scare the people off at the outset, they’re so sweet and unaware and keen and willing and so and so.
Sarcasm aside, it was all a great success – especially considering my 2 hours of sleep the night before. Did I mention glamour already? Are we back to sarcasm, honey? 🙂
Business class galore, I’m back in London in an hour’s time. Back to work, back to my models, presentations, due diligence lists, conference calls, sleep deprivation and other exciting things.
You and Us. UBS. It Starts With You.
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