The Eristic Illusion

[Cadmus]

Manhattan, New York System

Ages ago, the buzzer would scream on the stock floor, a shrill and annoying sound, but a relief to this certain man. Day after day, hed stand here, watching the stock, buying it, selling it, trading it, holding it, all for his private clients and the companies who were his clients and in the middle of his uneventfully stressful day, those clients would call up with brilliant ideas of what they should buy to make a fortune, and this man would enthusiastically tell them how excellent that suggestion was.

Thats idiotic, he would say, Just hold your current stocks.

The clients would all agree to this sudden genius and then the call would be over.

More clients would call up, with similar brilliant ideas, and this man gave them similar responses.

It was quite the exciting job, and he hated it. The only part of his job that he really and truly enjoyed was when he worked with Ageira. They had massive lists of stocks to buy and sell, and they were always growing. It was a headache keeping track of it all, and he was one of the few people who Ageira relied upon the most. He actually liked that fact, as it meant longer work days, more stressful hours, grayer hair and much more pay.

And money was all that counted in this day and age.