There I was, down on my luck. Rejection took me off course.
Like really? Really. I thought I was just another poor Merchant from the Brooklyn Navy Yard. I’m just anchored, I’m never gonna get this thing out there. There is a silver lining to it, though.
Rejection isn’t all that worthless. It’s a currency in some realm. Rejection buys you time to work that other hustle you got going. Yea that one. Do work, son!
And when you do rack up the treasure, you’ll have less people to thank, that’s all. That’s life.
And if Willie Wonka’s got your box of chocolates … beat earth, wind, and fire outta him for that golden ticket. That’s how we handle rejection.