Finally, as I was halfway to the Valley, I knew I had to take the car back to the dealer. I drove the rest of the way ... My voice trembling, I asked how much it was going to cost to fix it. The manager ... Eight hundred was just a bit more than two weeks of take-home pay for me. I thought of my ... At the car he pointed out to me an inch-long white scratch on the very bottom of the rear bumper. A scratch I had putanbsp;...
|Title||:||Where's My F*cking Latte (and Other Stories About Being an Assistant in Hollywood)|
|Author||:||Mark Yoshimoto Nemcoff|
|Publisher||:||Glenneyre Press -|