Toilet Hugging Trade Promises

"If I get back to even, I'll stop trading 10 lots. 3 at the most."

"If I get $500.00 ahead, I'll take it out of my account and make an extra car payment."

"If I get back to even, I'll take a whole week off from trading and just read material."

Anyone else wish to contribute?

Sure...


"This time is different"


"Just tell me what to buy right now"


"Can you take the money I am having right now and invest it the way you think is correct" --> I witnessed this myself in which a new stock market investor here in Egypt was trying to participate in a new IPO and another one told him that the IPO was not a good one and that the stock will not probably advance too much, so the novice guy said this sentence, even though, they never met before


"Those bastard brokers must be hunting my stops, the market just turns around after touching my stop price almost everytime"


"GOD, please, I know that I have made a great sin...I know that averaging is not right, but I promise that if you got me out of this loss with a breakeven, I won't do it again, ever"


Thanks,

Nader

"And this time I mean it!"

LOL! Your statement reminds me of what the Apostle Paul said (he must have been a trader)

Romans 7:19 For the good that I would do, I do not; but the evil which I would not do, that I do.

1. I WONT trade against the trend!

2. I WONT trade against the trend!!!!

3. I WONT trade against the trend!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

As much as I admire Paul, I got the quote from the comedian Larry Milller in his routine "six stages of drinking (seven if you live in a trailer park)".

Ah! I didn't get your quote because I've purposely separated myself from input from mainstream media and present day pop culture. I don't even know who Larry Miller is. Nevertheless, your quote rings true! Thanks

Dial

I had my own variation today. I shorted the Cable during a retracement and had a little downward movment so I was up a few pips. I then tightened my stop a little to ensure at least a breakeven outcome. However, the initial stop was in a much more logical place (right above high of retracement area), and would only cost me 4 extra pips if I lost. I've done this kind of thing before, and swore that I'd stick to my original plan when using stops. But I'm such a miser, always trying to "save" a few pips...

Result: I got stopped and still lost a couple of pips (did the calculation wrong). If I used the original stop/exit plan, there would have been no stop out and I would've bagged about a 40 pip gain. Woe is me...

OK When I am wrong I will admit it!! it was the FIVE stages of drinking. I would post the link to it, but I guess that is a no-no, so here is the whole thing:

Index
The Five Stages of Drinking

LEVEL 1:
It's 11:00 on a weeknight, you've had a few beers. You get up to leave because you have work the next day and one of your friends buys another round. One of your UNEMPLOYED friends. Here at level one you think to yourself, "Oh come on, this is silly, why as long as I get seven hours of sleep (snap fingers), I'm cool.".

LEVEL 2:
It's midnight. You've had a few more beers. You've just spent 20 minutes arguing against artificial turf. You get up to leave again, but at level two, a little devil appears on your shoulder. And now you're thinking, "Hey! I'm out with my friends! What am I working for anyway? These are the good times! Besides, as long as I get five hours sleep (snaps fingers) I'm cool.".

LEVEL 3:
One in the morning. You've abandoned beer for tequila. You've just spent 20 minutes arguing FOR artificial turf. And now you're thinking, "Our waitress is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen!" At level three, you love the world. On the way to the bathroom you buy a drink for the stranger at the end of the bar just because you like his face. You get drinking fantasies. (like,"Hey fellas, if we bought our own bar, we could live together forever. We could do it. Tommy, you could cook.") But at level three, that devil is a little bit bigger....and he's buying. And you're thinking "Oh, come on, come on now. As long as I get three hours sleep...and a complete change of blood (snaps fingers), I'm cool.".

LEVEL 4:
Two in the morning. And the devil is bartending. For last call, you ordered a bottle of rum and a Coke. You ARE artificial turf! This time on your way to the bathroom, you punch the stranger at the end of the bar. Just because you don't like his face! And now you're thinking, "Our busboy is the best looking man I've ever seen." You and your friends decide to leave, right after you get thrown out, and one of you knows an ...after hours bar. And here, at level four, you actually think to yourself, "Well....as long as I'm only going to get a few hours sleep anyway, I may as well.... STAY UP ALL NIGHT!!!! Yeah! That'd be good for me. I don't mind going to that board meeting looking like Keith Richards. Yeah, I'll turn that around, make it work for me. And besides, as long as I get 31 hours sleep tomorrow ...................cool.

LEVEL 5:
Five in the morning. after unsuccessfully trying to get your money back at the tattoo parlor ("But I don't even know anybody named Ruby!!!"), you and your friends wind up across the state line in a bar with guys who have been in prison as recently as...that morning. It's the kind of place where even the devil is going, "Uh, I gotta turn in. I gotta be in Hell- at nine. I've got that brunch with Hitler, I can't miss that." At this point, you're all drinking some kind of thick blue liquor, like something from a Klingon wedding. A waitress with fresh stitches comes over, and you think to yourself, "Someday I'm gonna marry that girl!!" One of your friends stands up and screams, "WE'RE DRIVIN' TO FLORIDA!!!!!"- and passes out. You crawl outside for air , and then you hit the worst part of level five- the sun. You weren't expecting that were you? You never do. You walk out of a bar in daylight, and you see people on their way to work, or jogging. And they look at you-and they know. And they say..."Who's Ruby?" Let's be honest, if you're 19 and you stay up all night, it's like a victory like you've beat the night, but if you're over 30, then that sun is like God's flashlight. We all say the same prayer then, "I swear, I will never do this again (how long?) as long as I live!" And some of us have that little addition, "and this time, I mean it!"

Now this is real human Psychology...Great post Mr. Whipple...


Thanks,

Nader

Slightly altered from...
Amen.

Good Lord!! I didn't know you guys were all in the bathroom listening a couple years ago...

Or the time after that...

Get me out of this trade and I will never trade drunk again.

Is there any other way?

DRUNK ASS STOCK TRADER

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Tunera, yeah, that made me laugh as well.