September 3rd, 2015

Blow My Mind

There Will Be Platelets. Yeah, that doesn't sound epic.

Adventures in slight annoyance:

Wednesday morning already wasn't my best mood-time, and when I got to my desk at work I got a call on my cell that went to message. Turned out it was a call from the Red Cross, where I donate whole blood and will donate platelets this coming weekend, only the call (paraphrased) was "Well, we're going to cancel your platelet appointment so that you can continue to donate whole blood, since it's really best that you donate whole blood. Thank you!"


I'd not contacted anyone to cancel anything. I'd been asked by a Red Cross person (other than who'd just called me) to donate platelets because there's a really especially short supply of platelets at the moment. I was willing to do so for the first time. I'd also double-checked that my body would be fine donating platelets so soon after donating whole blood -- you can do so two days after, as opposed to the eight weeks before you can donate whole blood again* (and you can wait as few as two days between platelet and whole blood donation, if you're so inclined) -- so to have my appointment unilaterally canceled was, uh-huh, slightly annoying. IT'S NOT EITHER/OR. I can help two ways instead of one, so why not try that?

So I called back immediately to the number and confirmed that I'd be fine to donate platelets, and the Red Cross person said great, you can do it today at--

No. Platelet donation has you at the donation center for 2 1/2 hours, time I needed to work. I explained I need to do this on a weekend, but my original Saturday time was already booked with someone else (bully for them, I guess). Luckily Sunday had open slots, so it's still happening this weekend. And I still have the longer weekend in case I need more time to recover.

My platelets will report for duty. Just a little later. More to come.

* You can donate platelets once every two weeks, though as I understand it you're limited to a certain number of donations a year: you can't do it 26 times, but technically you could get close to that.
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"E) All of the above" is even less likely to happen

Latest socializing (it's like I'm keeping score) was last night, when I had a Mexican dinner with my friend of several years Heather G. (Not to be confused with Heather T. or Heather B. A few more and I'll know a plethora of Heathers...) She lives in Tigard, I in SE, so currently our paths don't intersect that much, but she came into town for a Get Up Kids show at the Hawthorne Theater, which is on my bus ride home, so we rendezvoused ("Sounds like James Bond," she said when I used that word) and caught up.

During dinner Heather debated whether she'd go to the show at all (she did), or at least what she'd do with her extra ticket, as other friends who'd almost gone had been unable to go to the show, and I knew I wouldn't be up for using the ticket myself. (And maybe I'm a little more suspicious of going to a show after listening to Pink Floyd The Wall, which I'd played yesterday. Would the singer have all of us shot?) For about three seconds she considered selling it, then slightly more seriously considered under-selling it, but she knew that would rightfully annoy the venue. We'd be right outside of it, after all. She also wished she'd brought cash with her to buy merchandise in the venue.


A) Give Heather the magical ability to turn the ticket into cash!
B) Fold the ticket into a magical origami bird that transforms into a real bird! Add beauty to the world! Everyone would be so impressed that they'd give her merch!
C) Set the ticket on fire! Heather doesn't smoke anymore (go Heather!), but someone on the street would have a lighter. (Is fire like magic? IT CAN BE.) Everyone would be so scared that they'd give her merch!
D) Heather turns independently wealthy and buys the Hawthorne Theater, then pays acts to come there and play free shows. (Just for her? Depends on how wealthy.)


Also, I probably shouldn't try running a concert venue.