In order to get the SBA loan for The Franchise, I had to get life insurance. In order to get life insurance, I had to get a physical. The life insurance company will send somebody right to your house to do the blood draw and get the urine sample.
I was standing on our porch waiting for the blood draw person to arrive (if it's your first time at our house, it's not entirely clear which door to use). While I was waiting, this guy on a motorcycle pulled up. He took off his helmet, ran his fingers through his hair, then asked, "Are you Associate Girl."
"YES!"
"I'm here to do your blood work and get a urine sample."
I usually don't greet people who say that to me with such a big smile.
While he was drawing my blood, I asked him if he was a nurse or a phlebotomists.
"Neither," he said. He paused for effect, then said, "I'm a fireman."
There is a long standing joke in my family about my love for fireman. I do not know where it began (I think it was before Denis Leary, although that helps). Anytime we see one, or even just a truck, my husband asks me if I would like to get out of the car. And here was a real live fireman in my living room!
Then he tells me about how he fights fires and as a side job he does blood draws. And he's really good at it. I am not just saying this, but he gave me the best blood draw I have ever had.
Then he loaded up my blood and pee, got back on his motorcycle and drove off.
Monday, September 13, 2010
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That sounds like it made for an enjoyable blood draw...
ReplyDeleteA fireman who cleans up! Nice one!
ReplyDeleteI had a realllly cute one in my house once but none of my friends could get there in time to admire my capture errr I mean visitor lol
Ha ha loaded up your blood and pee. Did it feel like he was taking away a piece of you with him? ;)
ReplyDeleteOkay, as soon as I reached the driving up on a motorcycle bit I had a sudden flashback to 5th grade when I somehow was allowed to check out Judy Blume's "Wifey" from the elementary school (!!!) library, opened to chapter 1, and began reading.
ReplyDeleteIf you ever snuck "Wifey" as a kid, you will know exactly what I am referring to.
This makes me a little upset. Why do I always have to go to labs that smell like pee and old people (no offense, old people ... or pee, for that matter) to get a blood draw? How do I sign up for the special hot fireman service? Jea.lous.
ReplyDeletePS Juliet, "Wifey" in ELEMENTARY SCHOOL LIBRARY!?? My head just exploded.