I have read this article today on Harvard Business Review on how companies prefer  likeable guys before competent.
I'm desperately looking for a job to provide my family (mother and four brothers) a secure roof. I am an engineer and have six years of working experience and yet I speak four languages. So what.

I asked people who interviewed me how they felt about me and they told me I was too bohemian and adventurer for them.
A close friend told me I had to lie, pretending to have a wife and a child to support and never, absolutely never, letting them know I am a writer.

My best chance now is to start my own logistics company after the LiveWire contest finishes. The probable shortest time to start making money with translations is six months, but in two months I could get an offer from Rovira Holding to start the trucking company with them. If that happens, I will ask them the juiciest reasonable salary.

Good news.

It seems my best disciple, my own Cachorra Bazooka, Cecilia Rodriguez is coming to Montevideo next month. It will be great to have a girl that is both a great artist and pretty decent lover. I need something like her to recover from Jessica.