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So, I had an interesting experience today. Yes, interesting enough to actually update my blog (which I knew I wouldn't ever do enough...). Today in choir rehearsal, a girl passed me a note.

"A note?" you say.

"Yes, a note," I reply matter-of-factly.

"Why, it's been forever since I've seen a note passed. Surely, juvenile behavior like that hasn't happened since 7th grade!"

I raise my eyebrow and say in an indignant tone, "Yeah, well..."


Obviously, I'm not good with comebacks. I was actually passed a note, however, and it read as follows:

We need a new
strong lively voice for
our El Paso Honda spots.
Would you be interested
in coming in to read
a test script?

If you know me (which, chances are, you do), you know that I probably giggled (inwardly) with delight at such an offer. It turns out that this young lady (who's really older than me) works for an advertising company here in the The Paso that deals with both TV voiceovers and finding old Mexicans to play Mexican grandparents in those stereotypical Mexican sitcommy type shows where people get hit on the head a lot. Don't lie to me and say you haven't watched Univision for 5 minutes before, hoping you could understand what the show was about, and then realizing that it's probably just about people getting hit in the head by an older Mexican grandparent.

Apparently, I have what's considered a "strong lively voice" and have been deemed worthy of a car commercial audition. Like any inwardly giddy person, therefore, I've been practicing all night, saying things like, "check out our new '07 Accords, only $14,995!", much to the chagrin of my fiancee.

The real irony is that, out of all possible commercials on television, the kind I hate the most is probably the stereotypical "local car dealership commercial". Irony at it's finest. But, if they like my voice, and I get paid, it's a sweet irony. And if it doesn't work out, maybe I can get a job as a Mexican grandparent.

Or at least someone who gets hit in the head by one.