The following article written by Callum Campbell was first published on Trade2Win.com here on Dec 24th, 2004. It's reproduced here by kind permission of T2W. Although it's several years old and UK-centric, it still makes a good read.
So you want to work in the City?
There is no shortage of ambitious young individuals who dream of, and aspire to, a successful career in the City. Images of Rolex-wearing, Porsche-driving twenty-somethings living in their Docklands bachelor pads does nothing to stop the swell of wannabe City Slickers.
But just how real are these images? More importantly, how can I get to work in the City, and where do I start? What are the upsides to a career in high finance? What are the downsides? Which are the best markets to work in? What qualifications do I need?
Those images born from the movie which made the slick-haired Gordon Gecko famous have undoubtedly created one major drawback for any ambitious young individual wanting to work in the City – competition is fierce.
It is this competition which raises the barriers to entry and allows investment banks to demand the very best from the pick of raw recruits coming out of the best universities with a handful of MBA’s and Phd’s. These individuals will be successful all-rounders who have demonstrated leadership and talent in their already brief lives. They were probably head Boy/Girl at their public schools, captains of their various rugby or hockey teams, achieved straight A’s and will have already seen the jungles of South America whilst cavorting around the world during their gap year. They are well rounded individuals who above all are full of confidence. With track records like that, who wouldn’t be?
Masters of the Universe and BSD’s
This group of individuals is likely to have been recruited through the various university milk rounds, and will be destined for careers at bulge bracket investment banks (Morgan Stanley, Goldman Sachs, Merrill Lynch, UBS, Citigroup etc). They will spend a year attending the in-house management training programme which will take them through the delightful intricacies of the equity, bond , forex and derivative markets through to the deal makers in Corporate Finance. These people will be destined for senior management roles within global institutions and will weald enormous power as Masters of the Universe with BSD’s (that’s Big Swinging Dicks for those unfamiliar with the jargon!).
These Masters of the Universe will be rewarded handsomely for their efforts - million dollar salaries, and multi-million dollar bonuses with lifestyles to match. Dining at the best restaurants, jet-setting around the world, the 911 turbo tucked away in the garage at the villa in the south of France.
The downside?
So what are the downsides for these people? Well there is a very good reason why your 911 is in the garage. You will never get the time to drive it. In return for your high rewards, be prepared to offer at least 2 pounds of your flesh. You will need to live and breathe the corporate mantra, and that also means working all the hours that God sends. I have no problem with that. But you will find that whilst this is entirely acceptable when you are in your twenties and thirties and single, your perspective is likely to change as you mature and develop as a person. Whilst you are single, the successful career with all the material trappings of success are extremely rewarding, but once you find your lifetime partner and decide to settle down, you are more unlikely to want to adhere to the rules of the regime and may look for a more rewarding work/life balance. One morning at 6.00 am, you leave your house, wife and new-born child behind in order to attend your early morning meeting at Canary Wharf to discuss the US and Asian markets overnight activities and surmise what the day ahead will bring for the European markets. By the time you get back, your baby daughter is now 18 years old and starting university whilst your wife has sired several children with your overpaid plumber.
Meet David and Homer
And of course there is the office politics. No organisation is without this bewildering phenomenon. But the fact is that your boss is more likely to be as inspirational as David Brent than Gordon Gecko. This will make you wonder how on earth he got to be your boss in the first place. Financial institutions are notoriously badly managed. Why? Because the good ones have already left by the time they take stock of their lives and approach the stage mentioned in the paragraph above. They have probably also made enough money to pay the mortgage off on the pile in Chigwell. They can afford to leave. The one’s who are left, unfortunately, are thus catapulted to positions unbecoming of an individual who would make Homer Simpson look competent. It’s enough to make you quake in your designer boots.
But despite those downsides (and let’s face it, they are not downsides that are unique to the City), how do I get my foot in the door and start my career in high finance? The scenario where you are picked to work for a bulge bracket firm through the university milk round is of course ideal. But few of us are born with (OK, worked hard enough at school to acquire) the supernatural talents required to be one of those chosen few.
There is hope
There are 308,000 people who work in the financial sector in the City. Only a small minority of those will have come from the milk round. There is hope for you yet.
You could do worse than follow the route that I took. Although my career began over 20 years ago in 1984, the route is still possible today. I had a fascination with the stock market from a very early age. When I was 17 I was the treasurer of an investment club which had originally been set up by one of my teachers at school. We also had the huge benefit of a market professional (the Chairman of Ivory & Sime, Alec Hammond-Chambers) as our mentor. Today, I can still remember the core holdings of our portfolio; Racal Electronics, United Biscuits, Kwik-Fit, Britoil, John Menzies, Guinness and Royal Bank of Scotland.
By the time I had taken my A Levels ( a handful of respectable grades in Spanish, French and English), I was in that very rare position where I knew what I wanted to do as a career – anything to do with the stock market and investments. Against the judgment of many others at the time, I opted not to go to university at all, but to try and find a position working for a stockbroker. I had no pretensions about how lowly the position might be, I had already honed my tea and coffee making skills in the hope that at least I might be able to learn something and build up some experience.
In 1984, stockbrokers were still partnerships The Goldman Sachs, Morgan Stanleys and Merrill Lynch’s of this world were not allowed, as foreign entities, to be members of the London Stock Exchange. Trading still took place on the floor of the exchange, and dual capacity had yet to come into effect. The market was dominated by British firms such as Rowe & Pitman, Scrimgeour Vickers, James Capel, Wood Mackenzie, de Zoete & Bevan, Cazenove, Smith Newcourt etc. These names are long gone, but following de-regulation of the markets, those companies were swallowed up and now exist as UBS, Citigroup, HSBC, RBOS, CSFB, JP Morgan and Merrill Lynch.
As I started to put together my CV, I decided to write to all the leading stockbrokers asking if I could work in their offices for 2 weeks without pay. This would mean that I could gain some experience, and hopefully they could benefit from someone who was prepared to make the tea & coffee as well!
Unsurprisingly, I received many replies with the opening line…”We regret to inform you…”. In many instances I received no reply at all. Some weeks went by without a single acceptance to my offer. I was becoming hugely disheartened. How could anyone turn down an offer of free labour? How was I ever going to land a career as a stockbroker?
It was a not unusual dark and depressing day in Edinburgh when the telephone rang. It was the Head of Personnel of Wood Mackenzie & Co stockbrokers in Edinburgh. I had already received a letter from them declining my offer saying that my letter would be “kept on file.” That phrase was as credible to me as “the cheque is in the post”.
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