I care. I can't eat silver.
A friend of mine was interviewing for a sales job at Kidder Peabody about 1983. He was telling the boss that he had some terrific technical work. The Boss asked him where bonds were going. My friend answered: "up". The boss got on the phone and, very loudly, gave an order to buy 10 bond futures contracts for his personal account.
He hung up the phone and told my friend: "They'd better. I'll call you in two weeks about the job."