In one of the richest and most powerful hedge funds in the world lurks a mysterious and glamorous woman. She loiters around the men’s luxurious bathrooms but doesn’t look like a cleaner. She wears high heels that make no sound on the expensive carpet. She moves discreetly. Her “full-time job”, says Carrie Sun, the author of a compelling memoir about super-rich elite financiers, is to flush the toilets after the men.
“So symbolic,” Sun says when we speak by video call. The astonishing problem was that the men, and they were all men, who made their money exploiting disasters in the real world were either too selfish or too busy — “There was that much time pressure,” she says — to clear up their own.