Rejection.
Rejection! Rejection!
I hate you! You stink!
I wish I could wash you away in the sink!
If only a bomb would explode you to bits
Rejection! Rejection!
You're giving me fits.
I hate you! You stink!
I wish I could wash you away in the sink!
If only a bomb would explode you to bits
Rejection! Rejection!
You're giving me fits.
Who likes rejection? Nobody, that's who. It's ugly and uncomfortable whether you're rejected by a suitor, a job, society, or a professional development conference. The latter is what irks me today. I don't think I'm the proverbial shitake or that I'm a Bad A. Ok, ok, so maybe I do think I'm kinda a big deal. But a healthy dose of self-esteem? Never hurt anyone.
One of my goals for this professional year was to submit at least one conference proposal for a national conference (I submitted two this fall) and hopefully, have it get accepted so I could present! I was incredibly happy when earlier this semester a proposal a colleague submitted regarding hard work we had both done all summer was accepted and we were set to present in Atlanta in December. Yay! But since I didn't do much any work on that proposal, I wasn't as invested. But I was invested in a proposal I submitted for another national conference with my good friend, Daphne, who works down in Georgia.
And we found out today our proposal was rejected. Daphne was livid. She was pissed, screaming, angry, frustrated, and didn't understand why my attitude was one of, "well, we tried. can't blame us for trying..." But then I came home and read the feedback and it just made no sense. We had 6 reviewers and 5 (of 6) gave us positive praise with some thoughts for consideration. And 1 reviewer blasted it. Completely. But I've decided that reviewer is stupid (how 3rd grade of me) because s/he didn't see the relevancy of our topic, didn't feel that leadership required one to be an ally; in fact, even stated being an allyhood could be in direct opposition to being a leader. I'd like to have a Fight Club moment with that reviewer.
So there it is. Rejection. Even with 5 out of 6 thumbs up and only 1 thumbs down, we didn't get accepted to present in Phoenix in 2012. And though it isn't my first rejection and certainly won't be my last, I can't say rejection feels any better the more it happens. It's a gut sting each and every time.
One of my goals for this professional year was to submit at least one conference proposal for a national conference (I submitted two this fall) and hopefully, have it get accepted so I could present! I was incredibly happy when earlier this semester a proposal a colleague submitted regarding hard work we had both done all summer was accepted and we were set to present in Atlanta in December. Yay! But since I didn't do
And we found out today our proposal was rejected. Daphne was livid. She was pissed, screaming, angry, frustrated, and didn't understand why my attitude was one of, "well, we tried. can't blame us for trying..." But then I came home and read the feedback and it just made no sense. We had 6 reviewers and 5 (of 6) gave us positive praise with some thoughts for consideration. And 1 reviewer blasted it. Completely. But I've decided that reviewer is stupid (how 3rd grade of me) because s/he didn't see the relevancy of our topic, didn't feel that leadership required one to be an ally; in fact, even stated being an allyhood could be in direct opposition to being a leader. I'd like to have a Fight Club moment with that reviewer.
So there it is. Rejection. Even with 5 out of 6 thumbs up and only 1 thumbs down, we didn't get accepted to present in Phoenix in 2012. And though it isn't my first rejection and certainly won't be my last, I can't say rejection feels any better the more it happens. It's a gut sting each and every time.
Rejection! Rejection!
You're last on my list.
I simply can't see why you even exist.
If you just disappeared it would tickle me pink,
Rejection! Rejection!
I hate you! You stink!
You're last on my list.
I simply can't see why you even exist.
If you just disappeared it would tickle me pink,
Rejection! Rejection!
I hate you! You stink!
--adapted from Jack Prelutsky
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