"The right man in the right job."

Just after I pressed "publish" a telemarketer from the Eastern block called my at the office. I called myself "Peter", I don't want my name on their list. Anyway, she, the telemarketer, was really pushing this hard sell and I time and a again, told her I wasn't interested in buying "stocks handpicked by an expert." In retrospect, I should have made a disclosure and told her my life story. Be a nuisance to her for once.

This is my second attempt to launch a blog. I tried to catalogue my daily occurrences as a graduate student in Barcelona. I grew bored of it and became too conscious of spelling and grammatical errors. Needless to say, communicating, both in its verbal and written form, were never really my strong suit. My intent for this particular blog is to keep a diary of my parallel existence in the "Mcguire programme". Another thing: My blog title "The right man in the right job" is a campaign quote by Italian entrepreneur and businessman Silvio Berlusconi. Someone I like to model myself after, seriously.