14d • General discussion
The Lunch No One Wanted
Back in my brokerage days, there was a tiny diner across from our office — greasy booths, burnt coffee, cracked tiles. No banker wanted to be caught dead in there… except one senior trader.
Every day at 11:45 sharp, he’d sit in the same booth, eat the same $7 lunch, and study the same stack of charts.
One afternoon, I asked him, “Why do you eat here instead of with the big dogs uptown?”
He forked a piece of cold meatloaf and said, “Kid, the guys at the fancy restaurant are too busy impressing each other to make any real money. I come here to work. They go there to pretend.”
Years later, he retired wildly wealthy. Most of the uptown crowd?Laid off, broke, forgotten.
Lesson: Choose results over reputation. Success doesn’t care how glamorous your lunch table looks.
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The Lunch No One Wanted
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