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''Perhaps there ''should'' be a rate'', he thought. The variance was easy enough to calculate, but ''knowing'' about it was a different thing to ''managing'' it. Instinctively, he knew there was something in this idea but could not figure out a way of monetising it.  
''Perhaps there ''should'' be a rate'', he thought. The variance was easy enough to calculate, but ''knowing'' about it was a different thing to ''managing'' it. Instinctively, he knew there was something in this idea but could not figure out a way of monetising it.  


In one of those cruel ironies to whose martial cadence our lives keep time, Barkley was laid off shortly afterwards and and sent to prison for manipulating LIBOR. On release, he was obliged to find work wiping tables by night as he worked on his novels and developed his derivative ideas.
In one of those cruel ironies to whose martial cadence our lives keep time, Barkley was laid off and, shortly afterwards imprisoned for manipulating [[LIBOR]]. On release, he was obliged to find work wiping tables by night as he worked on his [[Fi-Fi]] novels and developed his derivative ideas.


==== The first [[employment rate swap]] ====
==== The first [[employment rate swap]] ====
{{Drop|B|arkley’s fortunes would}} change following a chance encounter in an upscale cocktail bar in West London. As she neared her [[Schwarzschild radius of alcohol consumption|gin horizon]], [[Wickliffe Hampton Asset Management|Wickliffe Hampton]]’s Chief Operating Officer Anita Dochter bellyached to her old pal and erstwhile trainee [[Cass Mälstrom]], now CIO of legaltech darling [[lexrifyly]]. 
{{Drop|B|arkley’s fortunes would}} change following a chance encounter in an upscale cocktail bar in West London.  


At the time, [[Wickliffe Hampton]] — a sleepy mid-market broker — was losing hundreds of compliance and onboarding staff each month to venture capital-funded tech start-ups. [[Mälstrom]] was just one.  
As she neared her [[Schwarzschild radius of alcohol consumption|gin horizon]], Anita Dochter, a middle manager in compliance at [[Wickliffe Hampton Asset Management|Wickliffe Hampton]] bellyached to her old pal and erstwhile colleague [[Cass Mälstrom]].


Her new shop, [[lexrifyly]], was exactly the sort of [[legaltech]] startup darling that was poaching them: it had no product to speak of, no business model, customers or plan but was flush with stupid amounts of cash, a great [[Microsoft PowerPoint|deck]] and an unshakable conviction in the wisdom of goosing its burn-rate by overpaying for bums it didn’t need on seats it didn’t have.  
At the time, [[Wickliffe Hampton]] — a sleepy mid-market broker — was losing hundreds of compliance and onboarding staff each month to venture capital-funded dot-com start-ups. [[Mälstrom]] was just one. She was now CIO of legaltech darling [[lexrifyly]]
 
[[lexrifyly]] had no product to speak of, no business model, customers or plan but was flush with stupid amounts of cash, a great [[Microsoft PowerPoint|deck]] and an unshakable conviction in the wisdom of goosing its burn-rate by overpaying for bums it didn’t need on seats it didn’t have.  


“But,” complained Dochter, “we actually ''need'' our people. They actually do productive things for us. You know: [[MIS]] reports. Operational [[deep dive]]s. [[Netting]] audits .But unless we pay ''your'' stupid rates for them, which we cannot afford to do —” at this point she fell off her stool briefly — “and give them free fruit, unlimited working from home and a soft play area — they won’t stay with us. But, ''you'',” she hissed, clambering back up and jabbing [[Cass Mälstrom|Mälstrom]] on the lapel, “right now, ''you'' don’t need ''any goddamn'' staff: you just need to show your investors you are clever, imaginative and on point doing fashionably insane things. That does not take actual staff. So stop taking mine.”   
“But,” complained Dochter, “we actually ''need'' our people. They actually do productive things for us. You know: [[MIS]] reports. Operational [[deep dive]]s. [[Netting]] audits .But unless we pay ''your'' stupid rates for them, which we cannot afford to do —” at this point she fell off her stool briefly — “and give them free fruit, unlimited working from home and a soft play area — they won’t stay with us. But, ''you'',” she hissed, clambering back up and jabbing [[Cass Mälstrom|Mälstrom]] on the lapel, “right now, ''you'' don’t need ''any goddamn'' staff: you just need to show your investors you are clever, imaginative and on point doing fashionably insane things. That does not take actual staff. So stop taking mine.”