After losing my job (more of a distraction than a help, frankly, especially as I’m in advanced interviews this week and next) and then moving (the worst part of it)… now I can’t find my Equity Valuation study notecards. ugggghh… Had them last week when I flew out to Calif. – and I even think they made it back home, but my house is wreck, my clothes in boxes, etc. Pulled out the old Schweser quicksheet, which will do in a pinch, but my cards were focused on the things I thought important and had trouble remembering – not the way the quicksheet is designed. Equity was my thickest section too (about 80 cards I think). Oh well.
I hope they turnup man. Still talking to firms in Pittsburgh?
your going to pass this thing plyon, your a smart one and if you can’t find those note cards I say use the secret sauce - I find it very helpful for remembering the important things
No worries plyon, I have no doubt that you’re going to pass. With or without your cards.
good luck bud I know you will pass
What were you thinking? I’m scared to even leave them in my car.
That’s my nightmare. I kept on thinking mine were going to get stolen. I scanned them in the other day and have f’n 400+ handwritten full pages.
Good luck on the job hunt Plyon…and I’m sure you’ll nail this exam
Sponge_Bob_CFA Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > What were you thinking? I’m scared to even leave > them in my car. No doubt. I lost my FSA cards on the train a couple of months ago, but the exercise of recreating them was a great study exercise in itself. But when you’re moving around alot, you’ve got to take those things with you sometimes. Appreciate all the votes of confidence — and I agree that I am going to have to rely on Secret Sauce pretty heavily this year. At best, I’ll be able to a practice exam maybe on Monday and then Friday. My short - cut goal (taking pointers right from the Schweser blog) is to hope the John Harris class (did all his problem sets three times) gets me 85% or better on FSA and my crack down on Equity this week (even without my cards) gets me the same there. At that point, I just need 50% on the rest of the sections. This I can do.
I left my shoes on a train once.
I’ve been commuting by train off and on for about 15 years. I’ve left more things on the train than you can imagine.
I left my gf on the train once but no big deal, got another one on the way back…a better one
Train joke… This guy lives in Westchester, NY and goes to school at Ithaca College. For two years, he has wanted to ask a certain girl (who is also from Westchester and also goes to Ithaca) out on a date, but has never had the courage. Finally, one day over the summer, he sees her at home and musters up the courage to ask her out. She accepts, and they make dinner plans for Saturday night. Friday night, this guy goes out with all of his buddies, and drinks like Prohibition is coming back. Saturday, he is in such bad shape that he can’t make it through 20 minutes without either throwing up or using the bathroom. After several hours of this, he is able to stop throwing up, but he is still running to the toilet every 20 minutes. He doesn’t want to cancel the date, because he’s afraid he won’t ever talk to her again. So they meet in Westchester, and take the train to New York City (about a 30 minute ride). They get to the restaurant, and he excuses himself during the appetizers to use the bathroom. They enjoy the rest of the appetizers without interruption, but he has to go back again during the entrees. They decide to get dessert. During dessert, our hero feels another rumbling, but doesn’t want to look like complete bathroom freak, so he holds it. After a few minutes, the rumbling subsides, but he still has a bit of gas stored up. He decides to let this little bit of gas fly right there at the table (discreetly, of course). Unfortunately, this little bit of gas came with another little surprise. “Oh crap,” he thinks (and feels). Instead of running to the bathroom right away, our hero immediately leans on the arms of his chair to keep from sitting on this surprise. He maintains this yoga position for the rest of dessert, trying to figure out what to do before his tan pants (a) start to smell, or (b) start to show stains on the outside. He quickly pays for dinner and they leave the restaurant. Oh, by the way, he is walking like a cowboy. On the way to the train station, they pass the Gap. “Do you mind if I run in and buy a sweater that I was looking at last week?” he asks. “No problem, I’d like to look around too,” she replies. They go into the Gap. Fortunately, at the Gap, men’s fashions are on the right, women’s fashions are on the left. They split up. Our hero grabs the first sweater within reach, and hurries back to the khakis. After selecting a pair that most closely resemble his current outfit, he brings both items to the register. His eyes are on his date (still on the other side of the store) to make sure that she doesn’t see him buying the pants. He doesn’t even want the sweater, so he says through clenched teeth (just in case his date can read lips from 40 feet away) “Just the pants.” What?" asks the Gap girl. “Just the pants!” (Eyes still trained on his date.) Gap girl: “Oh, OK.” He pays for the pants and walks over to his date, then they leave the store. They board the train just before it leaves the station and find two seats in the middle of the car. Without sitting down, our hero excuses himself and walks to the bathroom in the back of the car. He gets to the bathroom as the train departs, and quickly rips off his pants and boxer shorts. He rolls them into a ball and throws them out the window. After cleaning himself off, he opens the Gap bag and pulls out… just the sweater.
Long build up, but wasn’t expecting the end…good laugh.
Joey, did you live in Westchester, NY and go to Ithaca?
Nah, I just copied the joke.
That is a good one…haha…hallarious
hahahah. I thought you were leading up to an old war story.
Somehow I found this hilarious… I admit it is funny but I was actually laughing out loud. I need to get out of this room!
GMofDen Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > hahahah. I thought you were leading up to an old > war story. For some reason that comment made me laugh.