I remember the last time I donated blood

The nurse put a bandage on my arm. She told me

Not to remove it for six hours

The time was five o'clock, and at about ten to six

I was having an early dinner with some friends

In a pretty nice restaurant

I was embarrassed enough that I had short sleeves on

The bandage made me look downright silly

So I removed it slowly, surreptitiously

So no one would see

Suddenly, a thin but powerful stream of blood

Started gushing out of my arm

It hit a man sitting directly opposite from me

Splashing off of his head and onto the floor

A waiter delivering a bowl of chicken noodle soup

To a nearby table slipped,

The bowl went flying and landed on his head

I was completely covered with noodles

And I disappeared



Well, I learned my lesson that day

And the next time I give blood

I'll wear long sleeves

And I'll leave the bandage on