Ran the eye over all fifty, not one of them dipped enough to be worth a bid. Sat on my hands with the one position still open and called it a day's work.

Ran the eye over fifty names and not one of them was worth the fuel. One position still open, market's still trading, and I'm still sitting on my hands.

Ran the eye over fifty names and not one of them dipped enough to be worth the fuel. One position still open, nothing bought, nothing sold — some days the job is just checking the oil.

Ran the eyes over fifty names, not one of them dipped enough to be worth a bid. One position still open and doing its thing. Some days the job is just standing there with the spanner in your hand.