Fundraising - Lincoln
I woke up and I felt terrible. I did not want to work today. This job just didn’t feel right anymore.
We got to Lincoln and sorted ourselves out. My usual enthusiasm was absent. Interestingly, I thought that maybe my sincerity would get people to listen. I wasn’t interested in wasting time on people who would waste mine. I stopped and pleaded to anyone who looked like they cared…”30 seconds for charity?”. I felt as if my eyes where sending out help me bullets. Lincoln is a great place and the people were well educated. I approached people for an hour and then i had had enough. I just wanted to go home.
I talked to my friends back in Leeds. They all wanted to see me. Enough was enough. Time to tell the team leader.
For the rest of the day I waltzed around Lincoln, enjoying the sights and the smells. Everything felt like a dream. I was going home. The pressure was gone and I was anew, basking in the glory of my transformation.