Blood donation number 42 tonight. I got there at the appointed time and while I was waiting to check my finger poked, in walked one of my co-workers. Strange coincidence.

I breezed through the questions, then it was on to see the nurse. Due to my travels to New Zealand, there is now a question that I have to answer yes too. This slows down one stage of the process a little.

From the nurse I walked straight to the donation bed without any waits at all. So far pretty speedy.

I still hate when they put the needle in, and can never watch them while they do it. Once the bag starts filling though, the rest of the time flies by.

Over cookies and juice I got to talk to my co-worker. Made for a more pleasant experience. Since we both booked for next time, I might see him again in October.