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Please Invade My Privacy
by Andi Lutz
Week 5
Remember last week, Week 4, when I had to go head first into a porta potty. Well, since that nightmare I decided it would be good to visit the doctor and get checked out. Explaining to her what happened was embarrassing and I could tell she was judging me, she’s so much smarter and stuff, with her fancy degree. Anyway, she wanted to take some blood. So, here I am, sitting in the chair with one arm rest waiting for someone to suck my blood.
In walks a woman who will be the lucky vampire today. I wrack my brain for something to say. Even though I talked to the doctor I don’t count that for invading my privacy, I had to talk to her. This woman obviously doesn’t want to communicate by the look on her face, that’s why I’m going to talk to her.
She comes over and starts to prepare. ‘So, you’re a phlebotomist?’ I ask.
‘Yep, that’s why we’re here,’ she says and rolls her eyes.
Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea, she could inflict some pain, but I just keep going anyway. ‘That’s how you pronounce it right, flee-bot-tom-mist?’ I say sounding it out.
‘Yeah, it’s not difficult, you’ve never heard of it?’
