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I have no desire to program anymore. Even the simplest of programs, I cannot get to run properly. I have no desire to fix it. The mere thought of me spending hours going over every line of code only to find out that i didn't include cstdlib or iostream only makes me more angry. I don't care how an operating system works, I don't care how processes share the CPU or how to optimize it. I want to do cool things with computers, like program robots, "predict" the stock market.
Only reason I'm ranting about this is because I've spent the last 3 hours trying to figure out why my 40 lines of code is giving me 30 errors.
It's 7:59am. You can feel the sweat crystallizing on your forehead as you await the sound of the bell. Hundreds, maybe thousands of people just like you are packed onto the Floor. They are nervous as well, news of the yet another hurricane impacting Florida have caused a panic in the orange juice industry, causing many people to sell sell sell. The game is simple, make more money than the person next to you. You've both learned the same thing in college, you've both been in the business long enough to know all the tricks in the book. It comes down to strategizing and dedication. Are you willing to get up an extra hour early to read the journal and stay on top of the news? Are you willing to take the risks that nobody will take? That's the difference in this game.
8am. The opening bell of the market is like the bell to start the 1st round of a tyson vs. holyfield match. People are pushing and shoving for position, sweat is flying everywhere and landing on your freshly dry-cleaned versace suit. As people are selling their orange juice investments, the price of orange juice drops dramatically. You think to yourself, "Man, what an opportunity to buy." You remember reading an article you found on the Internet at 3 in the morning last night about the demand for Brazilian orange juice. Amidst the chaos and hysteria, you calmly pull out your smart phone and make a few calls to a couple of contacts in Brazil. You've put a quarter million dollars into an industry that was supposed to be going down for a while. The guy next to you overhears part of your conversation, he calls you crazy, says you are nothing but a rich amateur trying to be a hotshot. You just smirk at him and walk away. Later that day, news hits that Brazil is importing 50% more orange juice to the United States. Another frenzy. Players pushing and shoving to get a piece of the pie. But not you, you sit in the corner with a big grin as you watch the ticker report that orange juice has gone up 25%. At 3:45pm, 15 minutes before the closing bell, you sell your investment at 35% more than what you put in. By the end of the day, you walk away $87,500 richer. The guy next to you loses money today by selling oj at a low price then buying at a higher price. You smile at him as you both walk out the door at the same time. You know you belong here. This is why you quit your other job as the computer nerd at a big bank. Because you live for the pressure, you live for the excitement, you live for the glory of looking at the guy next to you and knowing you are better than him.
I have no desire to program anymore. Even the simplest of programs, I cannot get to run properly. I have no desire to fix it. The mere thought of me spending hours going over every line of code only to find out that i didn't include cstdlib or iostream only makes me more angry. I don't care how an operating system works, I don't care how processes share the CPU or how to optimize it. I want to do cool things with computers, like program robots, "predict" the stock market.
Only reason I'm ranting about this is because I've spent the last 3 hours trying to figure out why my 40 lines of code is giving me 30 errors.
It's 7:59am. You can feel the sweat crystallizing on your forehead as you await the sound of the bell. Hundreds, maybe thousands of people just like you are packed onto the Floor. They are nervous as well, news of the yet another hurricane impacting Florida have caused a panic in the orange juice industry, causing many people to sell sell sell. The game is simple, make more money than the person next to you. You've both learned the same thing in college, you've both been in the business long enough to know all the tricks in the book. It comes down to strategizing and dedication. Are you willing to get up an extra hour early to read the journal and stay on top of the news? Are you willing to take the risks that nobody will take? That's the difference in this game.
8am. The opening bell of the market is like the bell to start the 1st round of a tyson vs. holyfield match. People are pushing and shoving for position, sweat is flying everywhere and landing on your freshly dry-cleaned versace suit. As people are selling their orange juice investments, the price of orange juice drops dramatically. You think to yourself, "Man, what an opportunity to buy." You remember reading an article you found on the Internet at 3 in the morning last night about the demand for Brazilian orange juice. Amidst the chaos and hysteria, you calmly pull out your smart phone and make a few calls to a couple of contacts in Brazil. You've put a quarter million dollars into an industry that was supposed to be going down for a while. The guy next to you overhears part of your conversation, he calls you crazy, says you are nothing but a rich amateur trying to be a hotshot. You just smirk at him and walk away. Later that day, news hits that Brazil is importing 50% more orange juice to the United States. Another frenzy. Players pushing and shoving to get a piece of the pie. But not you, you sit in the corner with a big grin as you watch the ticker report that orange juice has gone up 25%. At 3:45pm, 15 minutes before the closing bell, you sell your investment at 35% more than what you put in. By the end of the day, you walk away $87,500 richer. The guy next to you loses money today by selling oj at a low price then buying at a higher price. You smile at him as you both walk out the door at the same time. You know you belong here. This is why you quit your other job as the computer nerd at a big bank. Because you live for the pressure, you live for the excitement, you live for the glory of looking at the guy next to you and knowing you are better than him.
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