nepenthean's Diaryland Dream Diary


i can't count

i was working on the new fundraising campaign, talking with a prospect, when i tailored to the second step and froze. i couldn't fucking figure out what the second amount was! i looked down in horror at the first ask, and asked the woman if i could call her back. i flipped the card over to do the long division, but i had forgotten *how*. i looked around at the office staff and called over my boss. i told her that it sounded like the woman was going to contribute, but blah blah. i don't remember her advice. i know this dream is a result of how much i hate the new campaign, as well as my effort to learn the new stuff in math class.

4:21 p.m. - 2004-06-11


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