A Day Unlike Any Other (Give Thanks, And Never Forget)
It was a beautiful day on Wall Street, the sun was shining, not a cloud in the deep blue sky. My day started just like every other day; wake up at 6am, catch the train into the city, in the office by 8am where I would have my list of stocks for the day on my desk in front of me. I walked into the office every day ready for battle, only this day I could have never imagined the inconceivable event that was about to present itself. As we all manned our trade stations and prepared for another day, the admin staff answered calls, the interns looked to impress the traders, the veterans got their coffee, the office was nearly full and the day was beginning like any other. Only this would be a day we would remember for the rest ppi reclaim of our lives. As I sat at my desk, finger on the trigger ready to fire off trades, all of a sudden we felt our building shake. We did not think anything of it because there was construction on the floor above us and we were accustom to the banging and shaking, we continued our business. Than the phone began ringing continuously from people asking if we were ok, we still did not know what happened. Shortly after the phones went haywire, the news started to spread throughout the office — it sounded like a rumor, it couldn’t be true. Groups of us began to run to the front of our office which was located on Broadway in lower Manhattan across from the World Trade Center to look out the windows in total and utter disbelief.