Was reading the articles over at http://www.leveragedsellout.com (“Damn, it Feels Good to Be a Banker: Bankers vs. Consultants”) and ran across something familiar:

“Todd could do nothing more than gape into the space Prescott had just occupied. Memories of mediocrity inundated and paralyzed him. Images of report card’s with B’s, mid 1300 SATs sheets, cute face but overweight girls, and trophy chests with only JV letters ricocheted off his mind’s eye and piled together in one big sub-par hunk.”
(http://www.leveragedsellout.com/2005/09/the-boutique/ – September 8, 2005)

“The question clearly struck him off guard as I could see thoughts of mediocrity inundate and paralyzed him. Images of overdrafted bank statements, cute face but overweight girls, sale items at Hollister and trophy chests with only JV letters ricocheted off his mind’s eye and piled together in one big sub-par lump.”
(Grad on Voicemail Gangsters, 09 August 2008)

*shaking head in disapointment*

I’m sure Claude is a lovely person, but my position remains the same.

That’s not to insult your taste on these matters and I would hope you wouldn’t take it as such. I’ll grant you the fabrics are lovely, but when it comes to Naples I suppose I’m more of a Marigliano man.

In New York you have Claude and I have Leonard… As long as we’re both happy.

Clearly you’ve never been to the corner of 54th and 5th. Second floor, back room

Claude will help you, tell him grad sent you

Next question…