Where to start?...
Well, yesterday I made an appointment to donate plasma at a local blood bank. So, I filled out the simple reservation form, and scheduled an appointment for 2:30. About an hour after I made the appointment, I called the center to confirm (I wanted to give their computer/printer time to process it); I did not get an answer.
Today, about an hour before my appointment, I tried to call back, and no one answered, for a second time. So, I didn't think anything of it. I left, giving me time to get there early, by about 20 minuets.
Right off the bat, I was a little alarmed by the building, but I didn't think anything of it. So, I go inside and I'm the third or fourth person waiting in line.
I get to the counter, smile and say, "Hi. I have an appoint made for 2:30."
Immediately, the receptionist chuckles and says, "Baby, I ain't know why you even bothered. We ain't take no appointments, dey need to take dat down from da website."
STOP! OK, so now I'm like "WTF, where am I?!"
I take a second to look around, there are like 50 people in a small waiting room area, all with like 2+ kids each, running around screaming.
"OK, well, how long is the wait?" I asked her.
"Baby, you got like thirteen people ahead of you."
So, I figured I'd sign my name anyway, and sit down. I walk past all those waiting people, with them staring at me, until I find a free seat alllll the way in the back of the seating area. If I need to set the mood a little better, I was the only person in the building I would accept blood from. Everyone in there looked like they were giving blood, so they could go like 2-3 blocks away and buy crack with the money they got.
So, I get to my seat, and start watching what they had on the TV. This... is what threw me over the edge.
THIS scene of 'Final Destination 5', was the first thing I see when I start watching
I KID YOU FUCKING NOT!! I cannot make this this shit up.
I immediately picked up my phone, and pretended someone called me, and walked outside to hear them, and didn't stop walking until I got back home.
Lesson learned: Don't even bother going to an inner-city blood bank, where mind you, complete strangers harvest your blood.