I Don’t Look the Type
So I’m sitting in the hot tub on vacation, and these two older guys are talking about stocks. I listen, and figure out that they’re talking about what stocks are GOING to do, with a bit of authority. They’re keeping their voices low, but I’m right there, so it appears that I don’t register to them as someone who causes any concern. They’re talking about a stock I already own a few shares of. I sink into the bubbles and listen while pretending to count the stars, flirt with my husband, and ignore them.
I hop out of the hot tub, dry off, and use the hotel wi-fi to buy a few extra shares.
Within 24 hours, a good chunk of my vacation had paid for itself.