Nicholas Alexander Chavez—yes, the Spencer Cassadine from General Hospital—has shared the inside scoop on how he went from pushing cars and life insurance policies in Florida to flexing his acting chops on daytime TV. And honestly? It’s giving major “dreams do come true” energy… but with a side of chaos.
So, let’s rewind: Back during the pandemic, when we were all busy learning how to bake bread or crying over Zoom meetings, Nicholas was out here hustling. Selling cars and life insurance, no less. But this man wasn’t about to let his soap-star dreams die quietly in a Toyota showroom.
Cue the big moment: one fateful audition for General Hospital.
“I saw this audition come through and thought, ‘Alright, let’s throw the spaghetti at the wall and see what sticks,’” Nicholas told People. (A true Italian nonna mindset.)
He submitted a self-tape—aka the modern actor’s mixtape—and boom, it snagged him his very first professional callback in Los Angeles. Of course, that meant he had to pack up, check into a hotel, and, oh yeah, not freak out while prepping for the biggest audition of his life.
“I’m sitting in the waiting room with, like, 20 of the hottest men on planet Earth,” Nicholas admitted. “And not just regular hot. I’m talking, ‘Is this the casting call for The Bachelor?’ levels of hot.” Naturally, he had one of those ‘What am I even doing here?’ moments. (We’ve all been there, Nick. Except we weren’t surrounded by 20 genetically blessed individuals.)
But here’s where the real magic happened—he didn’t try to out-hot the hotties. No, no. Nicholas had a Come-to-Jesus moment with himself. “I just thought, ‘You know what? I’m gonna go in there and be me. If it works, great. If not, it’s back to the car lot with a story to tell.’”
Talk about manifestation! The next day, the phone rings.
“Don’t fly back to Florida,” they said. (Read: You’ve been chosen, young soap opera Padawan. Your destiny awaits.)
“Basically,” Nicholas explained, “it was like, ‘Congrats, you start Monday.’”
And that is how Nicholas Chavez went from selling sedans to making soap opera history. Proof that sometimes life really is just one self-tape away from stardom. So, if you’re reading this while microwaving leftovers and dodging spam calls—keep grinding. Your Monday might just be around the corner.
