Fine! I Guess I'll keep my blood!

I guess I should update, it's been like a month since I did so. Anyways I am pretty much the assistant manager at the Gas Bar, not that I do too much more then before. I do get a raise and more hours so all is good, but I still have to teach the newer co-workers how to do everything correctly seeing as the last manager didn't teach everything to everyone. After we all get on the same page I hope it will run a bit smoother.


Yesterday, being the 19th of June, was donate blood day in Weyburn. So, like a caring person who doesn't have a tattoo I went to give blood. I pass the iron test, which went pretty slow because they only had one nurse doing it. I filled out the paper and sat down to see the temp./ pulse checking nurse. I could tell the nurse I got didn't give a rat's ass if I gave blood or not. The result was that my pulse was too high and my temperature was .2 over the limit. So, let me see this is the 4th time that this has happened? I believe the blood God obviously doesn't want my blood. Not that my blood is the most rare blood out there, being AB positive the universal accepter. Well, on the plus side I did uh... vote...


J-out