Next week I’m starting an advice column for finance professionals: Worst Case Wednesday. It’s about what to do when the unthinkable happens.
- You’re late for a meeting—even worse, you sleep through it.
- The SEC shows up at your front door.
- Your client asks an uncomfortable question, inviting a white lie.
- You flunk the Series 7.
- A colleague throws you under the bus.
- Your boss hits on you.
- Your partner hits you.
- Somebody loses it—client or coworker—and starts screaming at you in a crowd.
I’ll kick off Worst Cast Wednesday on January 27th with a doozy: How to Do A Perp Walk. Think Galleon and federal wiretaps. Think whistleblowers and Swiss bank accounts.
What’s an advice column without questions? Want to talk about an office disaster? You can be anonymous—Trading Error in London—you get the point. Comment below or use the contact form to send me an email.
Norb Vonnegut
The New York Times describes my novels as “money porn,” “a red-hot franchise,” and “glittery thrillers about fiscal malfeasance.” Through fiction I explore the dark side of money and the motivations of those who have it, want more, and will steamroll anybody who gets in their way.