I expected to be there forever. It wasn’t a conscious thought, more a feeling. I belonged there, I was comfortable, I knew what I was doing and where my life was headed. Until I didn’t.
When I was 19, I started working at one of the biggest banks in the world. Now you must understand, I hadn’t dreamt of a life in financial services, my simple priority at that time was that I wanted money, and to work 9-5 (after years of unsociable hours in the hospitality industry, I just wanted my evenings back).
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