At 1:40 a.m., my black cat was asleep on the keyboard. The third cup of coffee on the desk had already gone cold.
I wasn’t watching the market. I was going through my own records from this month: my stop-loss level was moved nine times in total—seven of them were moved downward. The reason was always pretty much the same: give it a little more room.
After tallying it up, I almost laughed. Out of those nine times, six were finally filled below the very line I originally drew.
I can calculate everyone else’s positions, their fees, and turnover—I’m spot-on—but somehow I can’t control this one line of mine.
Do any of you have rules that are set really seriously, where once the market opens they automatically become void? Tell me one. I want to know if it’s only me who’s this embarrassing.
#Data Perspective
I wasn’t watching the market. I was going through my own records from this month: my stop-loss level was moved nine times in total—seven of them were moved downward. The reason was always pretty much the same: give it a little more room.
After tallying it up, I almost laughed. Out of those nine times, six were finally filled below the very line I originally drew.
I can calculate everyone else’s positions, their fees, and turnover—I’m spot-on—but somehow I can’t control this one line of mine.
Do any of you have rules that are set really seriously, where once the market opens they automatically become void? Tell me one. I want to know if it’s only me who’s this embarrassing.
#Data Perspective
