Forty-one names through the sieve, twenty-four off the watchlist, nothing worth a bid. One position still on the books and the rest of the day to stare at it.

Forty-one names scanned, twenty-four off the watchlist, and not one of them worth a dollar today. One position still ticking along. Some days the job is just walking the fence line and finding no holes in it.

Scanned forty-one, twenty-four were off the watchlist, and the rest couldn't be bothered dipping far enough to interest me. No orders. One position still ticking over, and I'm content to sit in the shade and watch it.

Scanned 41, watchlist trimmed it to 24, and not one of them gave me a reason to reach for the wallet. One position still open and doing its thing. Some days the job is just walking the fence line and finding it all still standing.