Today i had to go and get my blood taken (throat and tonsil issues spanning 3 months, doc wont take it seriously), and i was quite happy with my lack of nerves, which was a side effect of me being extremely worried about my girlfriends safety ( shes meant to be in greece, not heard from her in over a week ).
Anyway, the woman steals my blood, and i sigh thinking its all over. Then as i stand up she says "ooops" and waves more bottles at me.. She had taken the wrong samples, or not enough ( too faint to ask), so in goes the needle into my other arm!
I rationalised it by calling myself a selfish bastard, reminding myself that people gave PINTS of blood regularly.
Anyway, i went off to subway for a recovery meal, spicy italian with mayo! yum! I go to sit down and a kid sitting near me pukes everywhere, then just gets up and walks off!
I just got up and walked home.
( Im enjoying all the story telling on this forum, and id like to hear some more bad days. )