JUMPER AND PETE M. SPEND A DAY IN THE PITS...
People shouting... papers flying. There's nothing like the action in the trading pits. However, amid the flurry of purposeful and frenzied activity, two people stand out like a sore thumb. They are our two heroes... sitting in lawn chairs, wearing Bermuda shorts, and sharing a cooler of cold brews between them.
JUMPER: Pete, can you hand me another beer?
PETE M.: Take it easy, Jump. This is your fourth one, and the market just opened 20 minutes ago.<g>
JUMPER: I can't help it. I'm nervous.<-g->
PETE M.: You got nothing to worry about.
JUMPER: Do you think we'll really see it?
PETE M.: We'll see it.
JUMPER: What if it doesn't come?
PETE M.: It'll come.
JUMPER: Are you sure?
PETE M.: Hey, relax man. MOT warned, too. I knew they would. Soon as I saw the INTC wire, I knew that MOT was next.
JUMPER: But, that doesn't mean it'll come.
PETE M.: It'll come.
JUMPER: I don't want to miss it. They are so rare nowadays.
PETE M.: Yeah, I know. You got your binoculars?
JUMPER: Check.
PETE M.: You got your tape recorder?
JUMPER: Check.
PETE M.: You got your camera?
JUMPER: Check. (holds up the camera)
PETE M.: Hey... that's a nice-looking camera. Did you pay cash for that?
JUMPER: Check. <-g->
PETE M.: Well, get it ready... it's coming!
JUMPER: I see it! I see it!
PETE M.: Yeah, I see it too..... ooops, now it's gone. I knew it wouldn't last. Did you get a picture?
JUMPER: I think so. It went by so fast.
PETE M.: We were there, buddy! We lived through it! Something to tell the grandkids about.
JUMPER: Yeah, I feel all tingly.<g>
PETE M.: Savor it, Jump. That's the last correction we're going to see for a while.
JUMPER: Can you hand me another beer?
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