After I was able to go to the ‘recovery station’ once blood was given, a volunteer started talking to me and asked me if I was in college. I told her no and that I worked nearby. She asked if I had done college at all and I told her I had and got a degree but wasn’t using it. Starting to wonder if this was an age thing, I mentioned I’d be turning 30 in the next couple of months and she was really taken aback. lolol She said she thought I was 22!! Very sweet of her but I don’t think anyone else is gonna make that mistake this year. Hahaha.
Also, my phlebotomist was very enthused that I had ‘two good veins’ in which to pick from for the donation. Strange day. Haha