"Ms. Lambert, your resume states that you graduated from an Ivy League school, but you've never worked since then?" the sharp-eyed woman sitting across from Mabel asked, her face devoid of emotion.
Mabel nervously gripped her hands. "That's right, but I've always been passionate about jewelry design. During college, I participated in a design competition and won the Best Design Award."
The interviewer glanced at her and shook her head. "You must understand, school competitions are very different from real-world markets. We need someone with practical experience in jewelry design. I'm sorry, but you can leave now. Next candidate, please."
Though rejected, Mabel couldn't help but plead, "How will you know I'm not qualified if you don't give me a chance? Just one opportunity, please!"
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