Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Those dirty gamblers!

I was next in line at the haircut shop yesterday when a stylist and customer come up to the front. The customer is telling the stylist about roth ira's and that you can start one with as little money as you want. So naturally I asked the guy if he was into investing, and he goes, "Yeah I manage the alumni fund for !@#$", some fraternity crap I can't remember. So I told the guy I was into trading and told him I made a little money that day on some solar cell plays. The look on this guy's face was grim. On his way to the door he looked at me how you look at the enemy and said, "You mean you're a gambler." I put on the biggest shit-eating grin he's probably ever seen because I could tell he wasn't up for a conversation and said, "Yeah!" The whole shop was laughing at this point. "What did you do with the money?" he responded. I knew he was trying to figure out if I was a daytrader, which I'm not. "I'm still carrying the positions. I'll sell 'em near a top."

I figured out why that guy was pissed, and he was right. I came along behind him and un-did all his fine work from the last 15 minutes. When I tried to explain to the stylists what I really did and that the investor guy was as big a gambler as I was, they didn't care. But when I talked about all the money I made in the market, they paid all the attention you would give a beaming casino boat after a few cold ones around midnight. They were ready to gamble, and who was I to take their hopes away? I guess thats something else people like me do. We sell hope. All we're after is the money, the public can have the hope.


At 9:32 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Heh heh. Good story. :D

At 1:03 AM, Blogger Sulli said...

He was probably long tech when the bubble burst... haha... Blames his misfortunes on daytraders - what a loser.

At 9:39 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Internet stories are great, but they're just internet stories.


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