A snippet of a conversation overheard in the hallway at work: "I figure I'll just have to work until I die." "Yup, that's what our generation has to deal with." I chuckled inwardly, thinking to myself, "Fuck, no! I'll be trading full time in 5 years." I know that getting to the point of supporting yourself trading is *very* hard. But the thought of being some wrinkly, white-haired old geezer working alongside gum-cracking eye-rollers is too much.