"Wanna Work for Princess Leia?" - The Email That Changed My Life

What I learned as personal assistant to Carrie Fisher.

I used to think something was wrong with me.

I fantasized about letting my gold 2002 Nissan Sentra drift across the double yellow lines of Laurel Canyon Boulevard.

A cute little collision was all I wanted—nothing fatal or disfiguring—just enough to send me to the hospital so I could get a good nap.

Then, the email. The subject line read: “Job Opportunity - One of a Kind - This is not spam.”

The email read: “Any chance you wanna work for Princess Leia?”