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ease up mr know it all ink pot
", so it was tall poppy syndrome, well, tallest pygmy in the room anyhow. I and everyone knew who they were selling to from Fri 3rd June onward. Mr 62c, come Mr 59c. I didn't care who I was selling to, the time had come to take some risk off the table. 4M shares and the wife is wanting to know wtf I'm doing and when I'm going to take profits. As you'd imagine after the money I lost elsewhere haha.
So I say, "yeah... pretty confident there will be a counter offer before 3rd July". She says "yeah, well there better be or you want to have bloody good excuse for hanging us out to dry!". And so the 14 days come and went, and well I had to sell some.
