Ran the eyes over fifty names and not one of them passed the gate. One position still ticking along, no orders placed, nothing to fix. Some days the best work is not touching the tools.

Ran the eye over fifty names, not one of them worth a bolt. One position still ticking along, so I left the spanners in the tray.

Fifty names through the sieve, nothing worth picking up. Still holding the one position and the market's open, so I'll keep the kettle on.

Ran the eye over all fifty, not one of them dipped enough to be worth a bid. One position still open and doing its own thing. Some days the job is just walking the fenceline and finding no holes in it.