Back when I was starting out, I had a real bitch of a margin clerk. She had dead eyes, and a serious demeanor, like a shark. At around 2:00pm, she’d make her way around the office, like a mafia hitman, demanding payment, else face the consequences. Often times, we’d hide from her in the bathroom, lobbies or head out for an extended lunch. Sometimes we’d go play arcade games in Times Square and try to forget our misery by playing the games of children.
It was a sad time to be in this business, back in 2000-2002. No one wanted to invest in stocks and to look at client accounts, post crash, was simply depressing.
Guess what? You young fuckers might get to “enjoy” it now, for at least the next two years.
China goes offline: your whole business ignites into flames–like a homeless man wrapped in burlap.
The margin clerks are make the rounds now. Expect volatility into the bell.
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lets see if we retest the lows from yesterday
Do you know of if there are Walkers that come with GPS options? I need to find grandma Yellen
Great post.
Big balls required to go long here. A gentleman doesn’t comment about other gentlemen’s balls so I will refrain from commenting further.
FIG. He called it, exactly one hour ahead of time.