He of We should have taken heed of his computer. The e-mail header said, “This message look suspicious to our filters. Do you want to open it?” He thought he’d take a chance. After all, the message was from the local blood bank. The subject was Happy Birthday and it was his birthday. How suspicious can it be?
Both of We have long been donators of blood. It’s almost painless, fairly quick, you get cookies and juice when you’re done, and most of the time the blood bank has some cool premium just for raising, or dropping a pint with them. So a couple times a year we find our way to a blood drive and do the right thing.
He should have taken heed. Lately we have been going round with our local blood bank. All of a sudden instead of impersonal post-cards touting specific blood drives that we can read, study, or throw away, the blood bank has taken to impersonal phone calls to cajole those with intact veins to high-tail it to the nearest donation center and start bleeding. Lately these calls have been coming every day. Multiple times a day. So many multiple times that they managed to make She of We call them damn vampires and He of We called them blood sucking blood suckers. On the same day. From different telephones. That’s when we confirmed that Each of We has the same tolerance for annoying telephone solicitations even when the solicitor isn’t trying to sell something.
He didn’t take heed. He opened the message and read on.
On your special day we wish you a bright and happy birthday. If you recently donated blood, or have scheduled an appointment to donate blood, please accept our thanks on behalf of the area patients whose lives you touched. If you have recently been told by our blood center, or another blood center, that you are ineligible to donate then please disregard this message.
Even the Happy Birthday part? Gee these guys are tough. You’d think a blood sucking vampire would have a heart. Where else do you drive the stake?
Now, that’s what we think. Really. How ‘bout you?