“The market opened way down the next day, and because I’d been dancing instead of closing out my positions, I was locked in and lost the whole $10,000 in paper profits. From then on, I always fought back the temptation to start dancing before I’d heard the cash register ring. When you feel like doing the mashed potatoes, it’s a visceral clue that you’ve lost your objectivity, you’ve gotten too emotional, and you’re about to go into the shitter.”
