Sad Guys on Trading Floors

I just do not get this new Facebook layout. Where the hell did my lil’ green patch go!!!

… M C A !

See if you can spot the symbolism.

You caption this one, I can’t do it since my mind has just been blown.

Wheeeere’s the trader?  Wheeeeeeeere’s the traaaader?

Here he is!!!

There’s no time to leave the trading floor for bathroom breaks.

I’m just sayin’, my jacket says 768… your jacket says 768… maybe it means something, you know? Like we were meant to be together.

Not many people on the trading floor appreciate Carl’s beatboxing. But you have to admit, he has mad flow.

YO DAWG, WE HEARD YOU LIKE LCD SCREENS. SO WE PUT LCD SCREENS IN YOUR LCD SCREENS SO YOU CAN TRADE WHILE YOU TRADE.

PINK MAN COMMANDS YOU!