There's a storm brewing...

[Bennnnn]

Are you a CFA, Bennnnn?

Yes, I'm certified.

 

[jtl]

Congrats. I teach CFA and CPA review on the side. Nice letters after your name.

 

[Bennnnn]

Congrats. I teach CFA and CPA review on the side. Nice letters after your name.

Definitely helps spruce the resume up.

 

[spooluptheFTL]

Most of my work is ANALYSIS which is taking into account factors of phones (Specs, Froyo vs. Gingerbread, etc.), how they compare, and consumer opinion on the phones, all in hopes of finding trends in data and information that can lead to projections such as sales, turnover rates, and amount of overhead manufactured.

EVERYTHING plays a factor in my job.

No, that's called product and consumer research, that is not anything close to what a financial analyst does.

 

[RetiredJedi]

I can't quit hitting the refresh button...damnit

 

[green77]

Skeptic

 

[amotter]

No, unfortunately not. But let me just say, wow... this thing is FAST.

you are now a rock star on AC...thanks brother...nuff said!

 

[spooluptheFTL]

Skeptic

He got me again!

 

[thedeceiver]

No, that's called product and consumer research, that is not anything close to what a financial analyst does.

Bennnnn may or may not be a vzw employee but you don't know what financial analysts do. Finance employees are well positioned because everything is done to make money and understand the cost of doing it.

Ben doesn't conduct research, the jobs you mentioned do... but he consumes that research.

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[thedeceiver]

Further... if he is not a VZW financial analyst.. he is talking he talk. Its an impressive hoax if it is one.

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[spooluptheFTL]

Bennnnn may or may not be a vzw employee but you don't know what financial analysts do. Finance employees are well positioned because everything is done to make money and understand the cost of doing it.

Ben doesn't conduct research, the jobs you mentioned do... but he consumes that research.

Financial analysts in the most loose sense of the definition are professionals who advise corporations on investments. If your a "financial analyst" at Verizon something tells me your probably more interested in the company's vast amounts of holdings, assets, and expenses than which cellphone has Froyo and which one has Gingerbread, as the post by Ben that spurred my comment indicated.

Further... if he is not a VZW financial analyst.. he is talking he talk. Its an impressive hoax if it is one.

Anyone who took an econ class could probably pull something like that off with the cloak of anonymity provided by an internet chat forum.

 

[thedeceiver]

Financial analysts in the most loose sense of the definition are professionals who advise corporations on investments. If your a "financial analyst" at Verizon something tells me your probably more interested in the company's vast amounts of holdings, assets, and expenses than which cellphone has Froyo and which one has Gingerbread, as the post by Ben that spurred my comment indicated.



Anyone who took an econ class could probably pull something like that off with the cloak of anonymity provided by an internet chat forum.

hahahah. Wow. So, I suggest you consult some HR departmentx in the financial services industry. Oh and Investment Bankers everywhere are plotting to key your car for calling them financial analysts.

What's your professional background?

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[amotter]

You guys think you are bunch of experts in Macroeconomics and the World of High Finance....but you should know something about me....

The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it.

 

[potatolover1102]

You guys think you are bunch of experts in Macroeconomics and the World of High Finance....but you should know something about me....

The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it.

I almost died!

 

[htowngator]

You guys think you are bunch of experts in Macroeconomics and the World of High Finance....but you should know something about me....

The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it.

lol

 

[green77]

You guys think you are bunch of experts in Macroeconomics and the World of High Finance....but you should know something about me....

The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it.

WTF........LMAO

 

[RodneyHamp]

 

[thedeceiver]

You guys think you are bunch of experts in Macroeconomics and the World of High Finance....but you should know something about me....

The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it.

Winning.

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[anon(2632)]

WTF........LMAO

Dr. Evil - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

I knew i had heard this before.

 

[Bennnnn]

your probably more interested in the company's vast amounts of holdings, assets, and expenses

This is Accounting. Believe what you would like, but I am not forcing anyone. Just sharing information.