Like many of us, I too will never forget my first foray into the world of stocks.
1998, I'd recently celebrated my 21st and finished reading "One Up On Wall St", and dammit, if a bunch of grade schoolers were gonna beat the pros so was I.
So I sat my parents (who didn't know jack about investing in stocks, or investing in anything, just your average post WWII work-hard-n-save immigrants) around the dinner table and explained to them how we woulda been millionaires by now had we simply owned stocks for the past 25 years.
So after many a heated debate they handed over $10k of their hard earned and away I went. Since I didn't wanna look bad I thought well, I'll go for some big caps, cos, well they're probably safer. So in the Peter Lynch spirit of things I went and bought me some Coke and Gillete. I mean, I can't get enough of drinking the stuff, and damn, every guy I know shaves right? Plus doesn't Mister Investment himself, the Sage of Omaha, one W.Buffet owns the same said companies? Can't lose deal if I ever saw one.
Remember what happened in '98? Man, I'll tell ya what, having money on the line sure makes you learn pretty quick. Lucky I was always the inquisitive type. With my positions losing money hand over fist, I began to question the value of the "wisdom" I had been taught. Remember the Russian financial crisis? Even then it seemed pretty stupid to me to hold on when you're certain everything's going down.
And what about all the TV shows? I quickly realised "expert" opinion on the direction of the market doesn't exist. And it really bothered me that all the investment advisers talked about investing for the long term blah blah blah and here they are on TV discussing what the market was doing TODAY. I realised pretty quick there was no way I was gonna hold my positions for even 2 months, let alone 20 years.