Dec 05, 2010 17:38
RED CROSS, GODDAMN QUIT IT. I swear, they're like a desperate girl you go on one date with, and they never stop calling. I give blood every 8 weeks, because it's the good thing to do if you can, but I swear, the second I'm available to give blood, the deluge of calls starts, during class, at 10 at night, even on Sunday afternoon. Who the fuck works on a Sunday afternoon if you're doing calls for a company? The Red Cross folks, that's who. And when I do go in, they always ask me if I'm a registered bone marrow donor (I am) and if I want to give two units instead of one. Now, for my height, you have to weigh 160 to give double units, and while I am very tall and not anorexically thin anymore, I pretty clearly just don't meet the weight target, but they want my blood so badly. Having A-, I understand, but come on, guys, it's my blood, and I need it to live.
Oh, on a similar note, does anyone remember that episode of Are You Afraid of the Dark? where the girl works the night shift at a hospital and finds a vampire drinking all the blood stores? That's what I feel like right now. The Vampire Red Cross is trying to steal my blood!