Slippage

My transmission is slipping. I can feel it when I accelerate or decelerate, that rough hesitation. My car has over 72000 miles and I was about to have a transmission flush at Firestone, but the service guy told me that may worsen the problem. Tomorrow at 8am I have to take it to a transmission specialist. I am praying it's something that can be corrected without needing a new trans.
I estimate only .00003 percent of the population knows anything about this complex auto part. It puts us at the mercy of the specialists. I have to believe this man is honest. But this will still cost me money.
I need to create a way to generate income. Maybe I can be an extra in films. I look like a somewhat creepy innkeeper in the middle of nowhere. A young couple happens upon my place and decides to spend the night. One closeup of me, without any lines, should sell tickets. Or I could be a baffled tourist. A murmurer in court scenes after someone has been caught lying. Mostly, I can be an extra in movies where humans are actually aliens.
I wish I could bake and set up weekly bake sales. Would you trust any food I made?
I need my car more than I need my self respect. That's my point.