ͳat was so nice of him, and I should have been more
appreciative, but I had to point something out:
Tiffany: “What? I cannot get no hotel room nowhere
for no week for three hundred bucks?”He told me to write out a list of the goals I wanted to
accomplish, like what I want out of life. I wrote the mrst
thing on my list, “I want my own apartment.”
ͳe next day, I got a phone call from one of our mutual
friends:
Friend: “Girl, there’s an apartment for you. You should
check it out. Kevin talked to some people, you should
go check it out.”I went to check it out, and like—it was wack. ͳe
neighborhood was terrible. ͳere were crackheads
everywhere. It straight looked like the Walking Dead set or
something. I pulled up to the apartment building. ͳere
were bars everywhere.
But I had this weird feeling—this place is secure. It’s safe.
I ended up taking the apartment, and I mxed it up, and I
still have it. The neighborhood is actually really nice now.
All thanks to my comedy guardian angel, Kevin Hart.