As I peered down at the New York Stock Exchange floor from the gallery above, I was impressed that employees could work in that hectic environment. People, mostly men, run around with tickets of paper, screaming "buy" or "sell." Half could make all the difference. Huge buying and selling stations divide the room and into a labyrinthine structure that the employees navigate with ease. The runners sprint around like rats in a maze trying to find that elusive gourmet cheese. While the runners shout "buy, buy, buy," the men in the booth type. Fingers tap dance across the keyboard-- the two-step, shuffle, and Charleston. A number rolls across the stock ticker and a cheer goes up. Some one guessed right and another million dollars falls into his account.
Dressed in candy colored blazers that represent their firms, the runners flash by in a streak of purple, red, blue or green. Upon closer inspection these blazers are in fact modified to accommodate the sweating associated with this high stress job. The sides of the jackets are made of mesh allowing for maximum breath-ability. In the place where the world invests, the old discarded stock tickets scatter about the floor. And while I peer over that edge, I hope that my stock has not fallen to the ground to flutter uselessly in a corner.
Dressed in candy colored blazers that represent their firms, the runners flash by in a streak of purple, red, blue or green. Upon closer inspection these blazers are in fact modified to accommodate the sweating associated with this high stress job. The sides of the jackets are made of mesh allowing for maximum breath-ability. In the place where the world invests, the old discarded stock tickets scatter about the floor. And while I peer over that edge, I hope that my stock has not fallen to the ground to flutter uselessly in a corner.
