going in because I couldn't face the people in the office. I was certain that they were getting a big thrill out of my
situation.
Why is that?
There were a few other professional traders in the office who were never able to make the kind of money I
had been making. When this situation developed, they were almost relieved. It seemed to justify all those years of
their not taking positions like I did. They were really heartless. The only person who was really upset was my broker,
and, frankly, that was probably because he was afraid of losing the account.
Did the other traders kid you about it?
They over consoled me and then laughed about it behind my back. They wanted to see me come in and fall
apart. That is why I stopped coming to the office.
Do you think they relished your predicament because it made them seem less deficient as traders?
It went beyond that. I think there are a lot of people in this business who just enjoy watching others lose
money.
Once you stopped going into the office, what did you do during the day?
I checked with other brokerage houses, trying to get price quotes.
Why didn't you just call your own broker? I was too embarrassed, and I didn't want to take the
derision.
Your own broker was kidding you?
I didn't know what to think of him. I was starting to get paranoid and hostile because nothing could be done. I
went to a competing firm and spoke to their grains analyst. I was looking for someone to hold my hand. He told me I
would be OK, because the fundamentals were still strong and there would be a tremendous demand for soybeans if
the market went down another day. Of course, on the fourth day, the market locked limit-down again.
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