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I woke up lying semi-naked on the floor, a half-eaten matzo perched atop my right breast, the contents of my Chanel handbag strewn across the carpet. Everything was pulsating at an alarming rate. I was about to have either a heart attack or kidney failure. Calling in sick was not an option but there was no way I was going to make it to Canary Wharf alive. I'd have to go to A&E. I couldn't die on the Jubilee line.
Ex-public school girl Venetia Thompson was one of only a few female inter- dealer bond brokers working in the City alongside the brash Essex boys and pumped-up Alpha males. Determined not to be bullied, she threw herself into the work hard, play hard culture of extravagance and partied with as much gusto as her colleagues, taking all the life offered: the ยฃ900 bottles of wine, the six-hour lunches, the days out at Cartier Polo, the Champagne-fuelled nights at lap-dancing clubs, the Chanel handbags and the meaningless sex.
Then, as easily as she'd slipped into that life, she was catapulted back out when a satirical article she penned for The Spectator spilled the beans on the City's
bad behaviour. Now, in Gross Misconduct, Thompson tells the full, shocking story of what really went on in the mad, macho world of London's City traders during the boom years. It is a story of tears, tantrums, and legendary levels of indulgence. ISBN:9781847397706
