An Analyst’s Nightmare

by Mr Juggles

First of all, in response to reader’s questions, you are right: NOTHING I WROTE LAST MONTH SPECIFICALLY APPLIES TO ZAMBIA. Thanks for writing in. Now, back to the topic at hand.

I had the worst nightmare of my life last night. I dreamt I was going to Harvard Business School. I packed my apartment, said goodbye to my roommate, and left for school the next day. HBS was filled with annoying types, attempting to network their way to a decent career. But the worst part of the dream was when I realized that the only reason I was at Harvard was that I hadn’t killed it in the market during the previous year.
Needless to say it was terrifying.

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