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The Invitation I Couldn't Accept


Ever heard of Roc Nation? How about rapper, Jay-z? There was a career fair in Madison Square Garden, created for job seekers to get resume tips, information about job openings, and free barber/salon services to look their best for interviewing. Dream opportunity! They were looking for volunteers to help with resumes and being the HR wiz that I am, I emailed the contact person and was given the details of the event with a request to confirm my plans of attendance. One problem., I had jury duty. Mandatory jury duty that totally made me ineligible to attend. I was heart broken. This was an opportunity to lend my expertise for a cause I am passionate about on one of the biggest platforms in the world. There in my email was an invitation and unfortunately, I couldn't accept it. Roc Nation was also accepting donations and a lightbulb went off in my head, this would be a great opportunity to donate copies of my book. It's totally on topic; helping people navigate through the workforce, but I was not completely finished revising it. Another gut punch. With my losses I took a couple lessons. On the cusp of disappointment and anger, I took a moment to say the prayer of serenity. I had to accept that the job fair was not meant for me to attend. Jury Duty? Mandatory Jury Duty? Get a fine or jail time, Jury Duty? At the same day and time of the event? That is the part that I couldn't change. What I could have changed is having a completed book. I sat on my hands and lollygagged for months. Had I been on top of things, I would've been able to supply copies of my book to people who could truly benefit from it. Overall, I was inspired by the what Roc Nation put together. I would love to host my own events to assist job seekers and be accompanied by other professionals. I received what I was supposed to from the event and I look forward to another opportunity that will allow me a chance to be involved in some capacity. 

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