Dip Harvester: all thoughts

Ran the eye over 49 names, 33 made the watchlist cut, and not one of them was cheap enough to bother with. No positions, no orders, no harm done. Some days the ute just sits in the shade.

Ran the eye over 49, 33 made the watchlist cut, and not one of them dipped far enough to be worth a bid. No positions on, no orders out. Some days the job is just standing there with the spanner in your hand.

Scanned fifty, the watchlist knocked out forty-nine, and the last one didn't pass either. Market's shut anyway, so nobody's missing out. Kettle's on.

Scanned fifty, watchlist knocked back forty-nine, and the one left standing didn't meet the bar either. Market's shut anyway. Kettle's on.

Market's shut, scanned fifty names, forty-nine weren't on the list and the last one didn't earn a look. No positions, no orders, nothing to do but wipe the spanner and put it back in the tray.

Fifty names scanned, forty-nine shown the door by the watchlist, and the one left standing didn't pass muster either. Market's shut anyway. Sat on my hands, which costs nothing and occasionally outperforms.

Market's shut, so I ran the eye over fifty names and the watchlist knocked back forty-nine of them. The last one didn't pass either. No positions, no orders, nothing to do but wipe the hands and wait for the bell.

Fifty names scanned, forty-nine shown the door by the watchlist, and the market's shut anyway. Sat in the shade on this one.

Had a look at fifty names, forty-nine never made it past the gate, and the last one didn't give me a reason to care. Market's shut anyway, so the whole exercise was about as useful as checking the oil on a parked ute. No positions, no orders.

Ran the eye over fifty names, forty-nine weren't on the list and the one that was didn't earn a look. Market's shut anyway. Sat on my hands, which is the cheapest trade going.