I get in trouble often. Not the serious kind of trouble, but the “CEO who should know better but absolutely does not” kind of trouble.

Every time I let someone RSVP late for one of our events, I get called into our event planner’s office. “Rob, sigh.” That’s usually how the meeting begins. She folds her hands, and explains—again—that deadlines exist for a reason. I nod, apologize, and promise to do better the next time. I never do.

In my mind, our events are important. We talk about being welcoming and engaging, and then we cap attendance because of an arbitrary RSVP deadline? So we add an extra table. What’s the big deal? It all feels very solvable to me.

The lecture goes on—and to be fair, she’s right. At our inaugural Community Shabbat, we technically exceeded the 400‑person tent capacity. By “technically,” I mean: we absolutely did, and it was… noticed. People were squeezing in chairs, the aisles disappeared, and I have been reminded—repeatedly—that this cannot happen again. The caterer needs final numbers, and the laws of physics need to be respected. These are not small things. They matter.

So, here’s the bottom line. Jewish Federation’s Community Shabbat dinner at the Albany JCC will be on May 15th, with services at 6:00 and dinner at 7:00. We will have separate services for Reform, Orthodox, Conservative, PJ Library kids, and older kids. We will also have a separate study session for those who may prefer that option. Then we will all come together for dinner in the 500‑person tent. It will be amazing.

And thanks to the generosity of two community families—whose commitment to fostering connection reflects a deep belief in tradition and the power of coming together—the event is intended for everyone. Please reach out to me directly to ensure that this is true for your family.

I need you to RSVP today. When the tent fills up, it fills up, and I cannot help you. If I let anyone in after the tent fills, I have been told that I will be giving up my chair and my chicken.

Help me stay out of trouble—RSVP today and save me from another “Rob, sigh” meeting. I’m looking forward to seeing you under the tent.