EDUCATIONAL INCUBATION & HATCHING CHAT THREAD, w/ Sally Sunshine Shipped Eggs

My co worker talked of into giving blood last year cause I didn't know what my blood type was. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be but I didn't like it enough to do it again.
Not even two weeks later I started getting calls every stinking day from the red cross wanting me to schedule my next donation! And e mails almost daily too! They like to have never stopped calling me. I had to get plumb rude with them.
Last time I tried to give blood, they had the audacity to ask, right to my face, what gender I was. That was definitely the last time :mad:
 
The glass is out! :celebrate No idea where it fell, but I will vacuum tomorrow.
I know that the ER would have been necessary as a third option. My RN sister would have been the one to take me, so it's logical that she would have tried. Though I would have suffered if she had to do it, she would have gotten it out. Too much time and money wasted getting to the hospital (45 minutes from here), waiting to be seen, tying me down, listening to me scream, cleaning my vomit... The pain my sister would put me through (plus I can't kick her!) would have been better in the end.
 
Oh no. That's sad for her. . and more stress for you!
. I told my friend don't worry about my stuff you have enough to worry about. I'm okay.
My neighbors fifteen year old daughter is going to fill in and my more knowledgeable care takers will be there every other day.
 
Last time I tried to give blood, they had the audacity to ask, right to my face, what gender I was. That was definitely the last time :mad:
Well, with all the PC nonsense, they probably had to ask in case you identified as a woman :rolleyes:

Edit: Now I'm imagining whites with long hair and a dress and I'm about to pee myself from laughing.
 
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Well, with all the PC nonsense, they probably had to ask in case you identified as a woman :rolleyes:
They did, but I won't sit there & be insulted by some idjit that can't tell the difference between a man & a woman, or some fool behind a freaking desk making up compulsory procedures for interviewers to follow. Not on my dime & time!
 

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