A stock-watching FBvian prompts Act II with the observation that 10,000 shares of AMR bought in September 2005 would have been good to hold, not sell:
SCENE: Whole Foods. Steve Wolens, at helm of shopping cart, is holding two boxes of cereal, comparing their lists of ingredients. Mayor Miller stands to the side, distractedly hammering away on her BlackBerry.
Honey, I think we should try this Kashi. I love flaxseed.
[crude exclamation] AMR is about to set a new 52-week high. It’s at $29! You’re a genius, baby.
[still absorbed by cereal boxes] I sold the AMR stock. Remember? You made me do it back in September.
[unimaginably vulgar potty-mouthing] WHAT?! You sold it? If you bought those 10,000 shares at $12, that means you left — [really going to town on the BlackBerry, just banging away at it like a madwoman] — $170,000 on the table!
But you made me sell it!
Don’t sass me, little mister! [raises arm to back-hand him, then notices onlookers, aghast] [hissed, under breath] I’ll wait for you in the car. [spins on high heels, storms off]
[smiles awkwardly at other shoppers, puts both cereal boxes in cart]
