This morning I had a lovely local experience. They are always lovely and quirky and local. For boring reasons I was sent to a local clinic for a blood draw. I had to fast which was part of my problem. I checked in using mime. I went to the back room, again with mime.
I started feeling a little funny when I had to stretch my right arm across my body to lay flat on the table to my left. I felted funnier when they cleaned my arm with what smelled like industrial strength rubbing alcohol. I shut my eyes tight and after a minute the lab lady seemed to get that I would not be opening them again to help with our mime dance. And then as my head hit the table, I know without any doubt or very many Russian lessons, that she said "They sent me a fainter!" and maybe some curse words.
Luckily it was a quick faint. I guess that is lucky? Before I knew it I was sipping a juice box and being dragged across the hall for snacks and more drinks. What was across the hall you wonder? Why a Baskin and Robbins of course. From what I could tell, it is in business to be the labs break room and cafeteria. And they sell breakfast here which I did not know was a thing.
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