Messing with optimists

"I kept buying, hoping you’d bounce back."

"Did I?" the market asked.

"No, you didn’t. You just kept falling. I ran out of money."

"Aw, you poor thing. All tapped out?" the market teased.

"And then you fell even further. I mean, seriously?"

"Yeah, just like messing with you in particular," the market responded. "I’ll go back to the all-time high as soon as you sell."