Jul

17

Every night after the U.S. markets close I get the tube out of the London Square Mile, to my home in London’s West Side. The problem is that there are four alternate destinations and if you are not lucky enough to get your correct tube, then it’s usually better to get off and get the bus half way to your destination, then mess around with some untidy station changes.

The bus I get comes every 10 minutes, and for the last three weeks, I have been in constant draw-down. I get off the tube and every bus but mine comes past, with my number 22 finally showing up on or about the 10 minute mark. But I knew it! This is a numbers game! The longer I stick at it, the more chance I'll hit pay day. And finally it happened. Last night as I strolled up the escalators and crossed the street, the 22 pulled up at the bus stop. After three whole weeks of pain there was my savior; there couldn’t have been a quicker transition.

Good things await those who are prepared to stay in the market.


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