Longer than anticipated.

I apologize for the random, no-direction posts as of late. It's a function of laziness and my drinking habit. It's hard to hold on to a coherent thought for longer than 3 sentences with a few dranks coursing through your system. Anyhow, a few points.

Josh P. suggested a couple new beer names: Crew's Brew and Marztown Ale. I like them both.

There have been times where I kind of regretted not getting into more of a quantitative finance role. I.e., programming trading programs and stuff like that. However, I discovered several reasons why this wouldn't be ideal for me:

• You pretty much have to have a Masters/PhD to get one of the good jobs.
• Companies are beginning to outsource that type of job like crazy. They outsource my current job somewhat. However, my job is only temporary and they can't outsource everything. I feel bad for the future wannabe analysts because I suspect in 5 years these companies will be hiring less than half the analysts they do now.
• There's not much upward mobility. Best case scenario is you become head trader or something like that. But that would be the absolute ideal situation. There aren't many other options that are sweet jobs.
• Foreigners. The industry is absolutely dominated by foreigners. Hell, I have a hard time communicating with my cab driver about where I want to go.
• Far less money in the big picture. Let's face it, I care a lot about money. So do you.
• I wouldn't be great at it. A job like the one I have now is a much better fit with my skill set. I'm just not terribly talented at math and programming. I like it, and I'm a lot better than most people. But I can't hold a candle to these Visual Basic programming mathletes from Asia. Plus I just don't have the computer science background.

Ergo, this field isn't great and I no longer have second thoughts about my career choice.

So I made a life-changing decision today and decided I'm going to grow out my hair and keep it a little longer than usual. It's still going to be pretty clean since I work at a bank. I think the whole long hair idea is a good one partly because it drastically mitigates my sometimes obnoxious ear-to-head angle. For every self-deprecating comment I must also include a self-fellating comment as well. Well, not really. Anyhow, the majority of hair dressers I've gone to have commented on the sweetness of my hair. To quote my hairdresser today my hair "is awesome." I'm not joking. Seriously, I don't buy it. My hair blows and at best is ordinary. Perhaps the true power of my hair is not being utilized. Hmmmm.

Yeah, so cheapass umbrellas are worthless in Chicago. It was windy as shit and one of the spokes bent. And then a few other bent. And then the thing went completely inverted. Suffice it to say I was pissed. I administered the coup de grace by snapping the shaft completely in half. I threw it out in a trash can with at least three other broken umbrellas. Good Lord.