There are actually groups recently formed to help the wives and girlfriends of bankers and financial analyst get through this tough time.
The economic crisis came home to 27-year-old Megan Petrus early last year when her boyfriend of eight months…They shared their sad stories the other night at an informal gathering of Dating a Banker Anonymous, a support group founded in November to help women cope with the inevitable relationship fallout from, say, the collapse of Lehman Brothers or the Dow’s shedding 777 points in a single day, as it did on Sept. 29.
In addition to meeting once or twice weekly for brunch or drinks at a bar or restaurant, the group has a blog, billed as “free from the scrutiny of feminists,” that invites women to join “if your monthly Bergdorf’s allowance has been halved and bottle service has all but disappeared from your life.”
Theirs is not the typical 12-step program.
Step 1: Slip into a dress and heels. Step 2: Sip a cocktail and wait your turn to talk. Step 3: Pour your heart out. Repeat as needed.
I hate to come off this strongly, but don’t they think their husbands and boyfriends are only going through a microbial amount of stress compared to the people, because of their negligence, who are without a retirement? I swear some people kill me with this need for attention. While it may not be their individual responsibility, collectively the financial sector is a moral abyss and they can expect their little pity party to be looked upon as such– Yeah that photo above looks like they are really “stress” out about things- moving on…
