What they think about us down here
One of the traders at my company is coming in with buddies to celebrate a bachelor party – what better place than New Orleans at the start of Mardi Gras. They are staying in the Quarter, I think on Bourbon Street. He sends me an instant message that says this:
“We heard the ATMs are not working down there and so we should bring lots of cash.”
Whoa Nelly – I said are you kidding me – we are fully functioning and please DON’T bring lots of cash because it is New Orleans, it is the French Quarter, and it is the real start of Mardi Gras with the first parade getting under way this Saturday night.
But what goes on? We are devasted but we have ATMs. There needs to be some public service announcement.