AKICIF, or something

I'm guessing one of you may know this: how would I go about selling 12 shares in a company listed on the New York Stock Exchange? I don't currently have a stock broker, or I wouldn't be asking this: I'm not looking to reinvest the money, and I already know what transaction I want to make.

ETA: No certificate, it's all recorded at the company in question. Which would be quite happy to transfer the stock into a brokerage account. So I guess we can rephrase this as "Can someone recommend a good discount brokerage for a single transaction, either online or with a NYC office?"

AKICIF, or something

I'm guessing one of you may know this: how would I go about selling 12 shares in a company listed on the New York Stock Exchange? I don't currently have a stock broker, or I wouldn't be asking this: I'm not looking to reinvest the money, and I already know what transaction I want to make.

ETA: No certificate, it's all recorded at the company in question. Which would be quite happy to transfer the stock into a brokerage account. So I guess we can rephrase this as "Can someone recommend a good discount brokerage for a single transaction, either online or with a NYC office?"

Out and about

I got up a little later than I'd originally planned: I turned over and went back to sleep around 7:30, and julian_tiger didn't wake me (by pushing something off the top of the filing cabinet) until around nine. I was, and am, amused that I was awakened by that noise, when I'd been sleeping through consistent jackhammering outside.

So, tea and the net and breakfast and shower, and I wasn't at the subway station until almost 11. It all worked out well, just slightly later than anticipated: I'm less of a morning person, this week, than I think of myself as. I suspect that this is reaction to all those months of getting up at 6:15 and out before 7; if not, if it's a long-term change, I can accept that.

My first stop was in Midtown, for a nice long workout, punctuated with a chat with Elliott, my favorite of the current staff, who congratulated me for quitting the job from hell and told me about having bailed out of a corporate job because it was eating his life. After exercising, I went down to Chinatown for a slightly late lunch. Mmm, duck. Still no cartons of clementines on the street fruit stands, so I proceeded up to Greenwich Village, where I bought a shoulder bag made from a pair of jeans, on impulse, and failed to buy socks, because the Sock Man hadn't put out the new shipment and hence didn't have the cheap black socks I buy there. So I walked up to 14th Street to hang out with porcinea, who gave me tea, and alexanderjasper, who had fun making noise with assorted toys and kitchen utensils. I also got to pet Trouble, who is a good boy and didn't try to bite me even once. Since it was a nice day, we walked over to Union Square, and into one of the playgrounds for which you must be accompanied by a child. There are no adult-sized toys/play equipment there, but Alexander liked the swings, and I was happy to just hang out with him and Piglet.

My knees and feet are not happy, I suspect from some combination of the more intense workout and the walking (many stairs).

( gym numbers cut for your protection )

Out and about

I got up a little later than I'd originally planned: I turned over and went back to sleep around 7:30, and julian_tiger didn't wake me (by pushing something off the top of the filing cabinet) until around nine. I was, and am, amused that I was awakened by that noise, when I'd been sleeping through consistent jackhammering outside.

So, tea and the net and breakfast and shower, and I wasn't at the subway station until almost 11. It all worked out well, just slightly later than anticipated: I'm less of a morning person, this week, than I think of myself as. I suspect that this is reaction to all those months of getting up at 6:15 and out before 7; if not, if it's a long-term change, I can accept that.

My first stop was in Midtown, for a nice long workout, punctuated with a chat with Elliott, my favorite of the current staff, who congratulated me for quitting the job from hell and told me about having bailed out of a corporate job because it was eating his life. After exercising, I went down to Chinatown for a slightly late lunch. Mmm, duck. Still no cartons of clementines on the street fruit stands, so I proceeded up to Greenwich Village, where I bought a shoulder bag made from a pair of jeans, on impulse, and failed to buy socks, because the Sock Man hadn't put out the new shipment and hence didn't have the cheap black socks I buy there. So I walked up to 14th Street to hang out with porcinea, who gave me tea, and alexanderjasper, who had fun making noise with assorted toys and kitchen utensils. I also got to pet Trouble, who is a good boy and didn't try to bite me even once. Since it was a nice day, we walked over to Union Square, and into one of the playgrounds for which you must be accompanied by a child. There are no adult-sized toys/play equipment there, but Alexander liked the swings, and I was happy to just hang out with him and Piglet.

My knees and feet are not happy, I suspect from some combination of the more intense workout and the walking (many stairs).

( gym numbers cut for your protection )