/sadface
This makes my life so much more difficult.
/sadface
This makes my life so much more difficult.
'Twas a cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead
Or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the scuppers clogged with rotting red
And there they lay I damn me eyes
All lookouts clapped on Paradise
All souls bound just contrarywise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
'Twas a cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead
Or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the scuppers clogged with rotting red
And there they lay I damn me eyes
All lookouts clapped on Paradise
All souls bound just contrarywise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Bush 2016? I mean that would make your outlook so much better :>
We will always need oil, but if exploration drops off precipitously, we don't need so many seismic contractors. And there are plenty of cut-rate companies out there eager to take our business. In good times, oil companies want contractors with good health, safety, environmental, and quality records. When the margin they'll get on the oil has eroded this much, they'll take the cheapest outfit they can get. That often means the Chinese (BGP), who are happy to do work at a loss, because their government will make them whole as part of a wider strategy for their major oil companies. Or it'll be some guy who has a one room office in some hotel, but can rent the equipment.
Either way, the quality companies like mine suffer. We've already had a lot of layoffs. While my job is pretty safe (I'm getting promoted actually), it's not if the whole company ends up going under.
'Twas a cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead
Or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the scuppers clogged with rotting red
And there they lay I damn me eyes
All lookouts clapped on Paradise
All souls bound just contrarywise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Well, even if my company went under, I have a strong enough skill set that I could find a job in any number of industries. I just like that I've built a position in my company where people trust me. The C-suite calls me late at night to ask my input on strategic decisions (happened tonight actually), and I like a lot of my coworkers. Aside from being overworked, I'm pretty happy with what I do.
'Twas a cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead
Or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the scuppers clogged with rotting red
And there they lay I damn me eyes
All lookouts clapped on Paradise
All souls bound just contrarywise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
'Twas a cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead
Or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the scuppers clogged with rotting red
And there they lay I damn me eyes
All lookouts clapped on Paradise
All souls bound just contrarywise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
The same reason you sell the stock when it drops.
They know it is not gonna go back to $100.
Sell Sell Sell
'Twas a cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead
Or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the scuppers clogged with rotting red
And there they lay I damn me eyes
All lookouts clapped on Paradise
All souls bound just contrarywise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
US Prices are about to shoot up, because <insert excuse here>