I’ve been spending much of the past few weeks in the liminal space between being asleep and knowing with the fuck I’m doing. That is to say, I’ve been spending much of the past few weeks feeling completely unmoored.
I’ve been working at this firm for a little over a year now. I found out last week that one of the guys who started the same day as me already got promoted to the head of the desk. Granted, the desk only has two people, but it hits different when he’s the head hog futures trader, and I’m just a noob trader who still needs her boss to hold her hand through coding.
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