The Blood Center came by the office this morning to accept blood donations. I heartily (ha!) recommend giving blood; it’s quick, nearly painless, saves lives, and they make you eat cookies afterward. Life is great.

True conversation:

Blood attendant #1: All set, you’re ready to give blood now. Make sure you hit him; I’ve been trying to hit him all morning but he’s too fast for me.

Me: Hi. The other attendant told me to hit you.

Blood attendant #2: I am about to stick you with a needle.

Me: You are my best friend. You are wise and handsome and you sing well, too.

Blood attendant #2: I think we can work together.