The blood drive I volunteered at today was at the same location as the last time, Pembroke Mall. It was pretty slow today and no one of note or curiosity came in except for a couple dressed in Harley Davidson apparel. For some reason I had an overwhelming feeling that I knew or had met them before. They looked so familiar. It might have been through the Navy when my ship was in the shipyards. In conversation, the husband said something about working there and when the ARC had access to the base, there would be a line out the door of donors. "Back then," he said, "you would get the rest of the day off if you gave blood." I looked at his name tag the greeter gave him but it didn't ring any bells so I didn't mention that I felt like I knew him and his wife.
The day wasn't a total loss. I did get a lot of studying done for an art history quiz coming up. And I wrote down the verbiage in the donor's handbook that specifically mentioned who should and should not give blood since this was a crucial point of argument in my english paper.
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