I hate these 3 day long weekends.
It is bad enough that the market is closed every damn Sat and Sun, but then having a 3rd day added on is simply torture, its modern day Spanish Inquisition.
That’s how much I love and enjoy trading.
Screw Martin Luther King Jr. day, and Christmas, and New Year’s day, I got your Good Friday hanging, damn Washington was a punk, got your Memorial/Independence/Labor days right HERE, Turkey day-Forget about it !!!
Open the damn market on these days and let the sick degenerates like myself have their fun. LOL
I am having action withdrawal today, I need my daily fix !!! LOL
Here is a quick story that is sure to put a smile on your face:
From my Twitter posts you have probably noticed that sarcasm runs pretty deep with me.
In fact, I would say I am probably one of the more sarcastic people you will ever come across.
My wife has this gene also, but is no match for me although she tries.
Another sickness of mine is my HUGE aversion to any kind of work/labor/physical activity.
Trading is a passion and is anything but work to me.
Anyway, in 2001 my wife desperately wanted a house and pleaded with me for months to get one.
Owning a house requires a lot of work to maintain it and I had zero interest in any of it. I mean ZERO.
Finally after promising me the moon, I agreed to my wife’s wishes.
About a month after moving in, the porch light burned out.
It required unscrewing 4 screws, changing a light bulb and putting the screws back in.
To me this is the equivalent of taking a shovel and building my own pool. LOL
Anyway, my wife kindly asked me to change the light bulb, to which I replied “sure, no problem”.
A week later another request, followed by same reply.
A month later another request with same reply.
Every 2-3-4 weeks my wife would make the request in a nice manner, but deep inside was just burning up with frustration.
Similar reply every time >>> “I will definitely get to it, I just forgot and been busy, sorry”
One year went by and the porch light is still not fixed.
My wife is simply an amazing woman in every way possible, love her to death, and she knew damn well long ago about my many sicknesses and accepted them, although she doesn’t have to like them.
Anyway, finally she reached her breaking point after a year and decided to teach me a lesson with a taste of my own medicine, sarcasm.
House next door was having some renovations done and she approached one of the painters and asked him if he could change the light bulb on our porch and she would pay him $100 for a 2 minute job.
He was shocked, thrilled, thought she was nuts and did the job right away.
So I am in my office, feet on the desk, deliberating over my next trade when she walks in with a smirk on her face and sarcastically announces:
“I just paid $100 to a handy man next door to change that light bulb, hope you are DAMN HAPPY !!!”
Without missing a beat I replied:
“What the hell took you so long ???” LOL
The look on her face was priceless as she walked out of my office mumbling to herself. LOL
A year later she couldn’t take it any longer and the house was sold, which made me sooooooo happy.
Since, we live in a penthouse condo on the inter-coastal in North Miami overlooking the ocean, where there is zero work or maintenance to be done by me or her.
I am one sick puppy !!!
Happy Trading,
Michail
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