My greatest wish is to be a successful talent, specifically the first Latina of Late Night Television. I have been in this town auditioning for every thing from technical school commercials to Spanish Novelas, all I do is work to get on that screen. What happens to me a few months ago? I get my chance… As I was preparing for bed I hear my car alarm go off and I run out to see who was stealing my car.
It was none other than that infamous SUPER HERO: REPO MAN, and what do you know? He wasn’t alone, he was with a reality ready camera crew, and YES they were filming the entire thing. A few months prior I had to make an executive decision about paying school tuition versus a car payment, I chose the kid (since no one else seemed to). So… they repo’ed my car and by “they” I mean the dealership. As I stand in embarrassment in front of the very neighbors that just watched my performance at TheLaugh Factory with Chris Rock, I watched my car carrying my son’s football equipment hauled away for everyone on Colbath Avenue to see. I ran for cover (I was feeling faint), the producer slow jogged behind me and politely stated wearing her savior complex, “If you sign the release form we’ll give you $1000″. I caught my breath, and asked “How much does it cost to get my car back?” She immediately disclosed $3500, “Fuck you” as I mumbled “Make it $3500 and you have a deal”.