Guess where I am??

It's 3:30 pm - do you know where your children are? You may not know where your good-for-nothing lazy ass kids are, but Wendy is at work.
On a Saturday. Again.

So I am working again and the day is really really quiet. Trading is closed on the weekend so all I do is deal with retarded clients who are pissed off about this, that, and the fact that they haven't made 6 million % on their initial investment yet. I am working with two other guys and I hope they don't notice that I haven't done anything for the last twenty minutes. I keep throwing furtive glances making sure they don't notice I am slacking. I look really busy now though, since I am rapidly typing into my keyboard. I should jump up, throw my hands in the air and bitch about the USD reaching all time highs - then no one will know I am really blogging, watching youtube, and reading people.com.

For now, we're all still in the same damn city- but I feel like I never see anyone. I suppose it won't be much different when our lawyer-to-be hauls her cute little tush across the country.

ugh- 4 more hours and 2 minutes. Phone is ringing again. Yes we guarantee 100% returns. Of course. Bear Sterns? Never heard of them.