The markets have closed, the screens on the trading floor are dimming and the office piggy banks, one on every desk, have hopped down to stretch their legs. Pixel Manuel Indarte finds them wandering about the carpet and does what any tidy finance director would do: he puts them in order. They follow him in a neat single file, and the team names the evening walk the Piggy Bank Rally.
Little gold bars have rolled onto the carpet, and each one he picks up brings another piggy bank trotting to the back of the line, which grows longer and a little faster with every bar. Rows of trading desks surround the floor, so one wrong turn ends the round, and so does bumping into his own piggy banks. Now and then a sizzling chuletón appears for a moment, the best bonus of the week. It is only a game, not financial advice, so how long can the line get before the cleaners arrive?
