We made the cut thanks to everyone who helped. |
It was a shocking message to a twenty something college
grad. Hard work and personal debasement was
something expected of you. You were
expected to sacrifice for your career and may-be the pay-off would be respect
from colleges and possible security. For
someone who was accustomed to being encouraged to achieve excellence to being
expected to achieve excellence, it was a very swift wake up call. It is also a message I have passed down when
I coach speech and work with young people at my church youth group.
On June 30th, I had to experience one of those
suck it up moments. I wanted to share it
with you. For those who have been
following me, it has been no secret that I have been attempting to earn a grant
from J.P. Morgan Chase’s Mission Small Business program. $250,000 would be a huge boon to our
organization. We could get some
equipment, hire some people and finally devote full time attention to the business. It would have been foolish for us not to take
a chance.
I have spent the last five weeks working with members of my
board of directors to craft my submission.
It was a difficult back and forth and it took four revisions but I feel
like we put together a good bid. In
addition, to our bid we needed 250 votes from Facebook to qualify for
consideration. Five days before the
deadline we submitted our bid. Then I
expected, wrongly, to spend the month of July gathering votes so that when Chase makes their decision on September 15th we would make the
cut. That was when I received a tweet
from Chase which said the deadline for voting was June 30th. I had 35 votes and I would be locked out of
the competition if I didn’t get more.
I sent out emails to people.
I started spamming Facebook with messages and I leveraged every social
media contact I could. I even nagged my
pastor to put out the word to his friends to pitch in and help out. I had 55 votes and I had three days to get
the remaining 200. It was looking very
bleak. This was when I went on to
Twitter to complain and discovered a hash tag where small businesses were
swapping votes to qualify. In a tit for
tat fashion, I voted for someone in exchange they voted for me. I got to meet all sorts of interesting people
from shoe stores to consulting companies who work with business women. I even made some friends in the process. It was Thursday night and I had just over 100
votes.
I went to bed with visions of failure and decided that after
I worked a full day I would dive back into it on Friday night. I met more cool people and was scolded by a woman
running an organic business telling me not to be too eager. I also used up my daily quota of
250 tweets. I had 150 votes and as I
shuffled off to bed I could see any chances of helping my business fade
away.
The next morning I got up.
I took my time showered and had some breakfast. I knew it was going to be a long day. I was going to need over 100 votes and I had
fifteen hours to make it happen. I
started sending messages out via Facebook soliciting for votes. After three hours, Facebook forbade the
process and blocked me from sending messages.
This was when I dove into Twitter and began hustling for votes. Saturday morning on the 30th wasn’t
so bad but as the day wore on tempers began to get shorter and people started getting
more desperate. It was madness.
This was when a funny thing happened. People began sharing my messages on Facebook
and sending me messages of encouragement telling me they were not only voting
but showing their support for us. I had
the matron of a major branch of my family put out an all-points bulletin to
my cousins to cast a vote. I was
inching closer and I was at 190 votes.
The messages kept coming and people I worked with in the past began to
pushing for me. It was very
humbling. I had really abused my social
network and the response was that network pitching in to help me reach my goal. I do not want to do that again. I certainly do not want to abuse that good
will.
It was eight hours into this exercise and I was still 20 votes
short. Many of the people still on
twitter had already swapped votes. It
was pretty sad that so many good businesses could not get the votes they
needed. Finally, some new companies came
on and over the next two hours we were able to swap votes. It was 6:30 in the evening I had spent an entire
day and I had gotten the necessary 100 votes to put me over the top. I stuck around for another hour helping
others and then logged off thanking everyone.
Over three insane days, I had gone from 35 votes to 261. I was now in.
I haven’t won the 250K grant but at least now I would be
considered. I could not have done it
without the help of people on twitter and Facebook pulling for me. I have a lot of gratitude for those people
and a lot of thank you notes to write.
For three days, I sacrificed my dignity and reputation to
suck it up and make something happen for my business. I get the feeling that this will not be the
last time. Some times during the process,
I felt like a beggar pleading for the kindness of others. It was humbling. Still people believed in me and I was able to
make a difference for my small company.
Now, all I can do is wait until September 15 until Chase
decides if I am worthy of 250K. If they can lose six billion dollars on some phantom bets on real estate stock then I
think they can take a chance on a small business which actually builds
something. An entrepreneur can
dream.
So Andy LaChapelle’s wisdom lives on. I sucked it up and sacrificed. Now I have a chance to earn 250K for my
business. It wasn’t pretty but it was
necessary. I hope that the effort was
worth it. Thanks to everyone who chipped
in and helped out. It means a great deal
to me.
Until next time.
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