Tuesday, March 10, 2009

PERHAPS vampires really prefer plasma?

For those of you that do not know, my husband works in the "plasma" industry....meaning he is a manager for BioMat Plasma downtown. Yup, the place where they stick a needle in your arm, suck out your blood, spin out the plasma and then re-insert the blood back into your body. (which, by the way, is a lucrative "side job" if you're looking---you can donate 2 times a week and the first week you make $80--kyle also gets a $20 "kick back" if you mention that you are a referral from him! hey, it can't hurt to advertise, if we could get 100 of our closest friends to each donate TWICE, we could pay for a summer trip! LOL!)
All kidding aside, his job duties vary and so do his hours as respresented by his 2 a.m. stint this morning. Plasma, is in high demand and apparently very lucrative for the companies that buy and sell it. They have EXTENSIVE screening processes and alarms gaurding the stuff (plasma) 24/7 with ALL the bells and whistles. Should one of the alarms ever go off (even at 2 a.m.), Kyle assures me that included somewhere in his job description it says something about "acting as a policeman and nabbing bad guys as they are breaking into the building".
Me, i am not so sure it says that ANYWHERE in his job description!
NOR does he...
a) make enough money OR have enough life insurance to cover this part of his job description.
b) or have enough training in the martial arts to take down said "bad guy."
Sadly, I have no say.
So last night when the alarm company called at 1:49 a.m. and said the alarms were going off. (meaning a door had been wiggled or broken and someone may, or may not, be entering the building with intent to rob.) He dragged himself up and out into the snow prepared to take out anyone who was robbing his building. He ASSURED me that the alarm company calls the police who then meet him there.
10 minutes after he left, the alarm company called ME back and said (and this is an exact quote), "I have called Salt Lake City dispatch (police) and they (the police) will not go to the building until someone with keys shows up to let them in."
me: "what the *@(&# ????" whatever happened to 911???
I then called kyle (in a panic I might add) to inform him he was on his own, and IF there was truly a problem, then he should call the police and they would come help him out. (truly there is something terribly wrong with this scenario, right?)
Needless to say, i did NOT go back to sleep and all my begging and pleading would not alter his course. So devoted to his plasma he is.
He says he got there, not sure what to expect and of course there were NO POLICE cars there to buoy up his courage (or help take out a bad guy in the event that was necessary).
He drove around the block 3 times peering out the van windows to survey the situation....all appeared "clear." (can i add that BioMat is NOT in the most pleasant part of downtown either? Especially at 2 FREAKING a.m.!) At this point he pulls into the parking lot and gets out of the car (my heart be still!) and starts walking around the building checking all the doors and windows. Since we just had a fresh dusting of snow, he is a little baffled that there is not ONE FOOTPRINT, tire track, or mark in the snow--other than HIS! NOT ONE!
He called me back a few minutes later to assure me that he was alive and well (well, DUH!) and that he couldn't figure out WHO or WHAT had tripped the alarms....
Long story short, he did make it home alive, it took me 3 hours to fall back to sleep and by then it was time to wake Josh up for school.
The only thing we can figure is that something was there that was fast and did not leave a mark. That has to be a vampire, hungry for some fresh plasma, right?
Well, if the vampire looks like Edward, I think I'll go next time and check it out.
note to self: call insurance guy and up Kyle's life insurance. Sign up for martial arts class, just in case!

plasma, ready made vampire food??











3 comments:

Stephie said...

Sorry about your night. My dad used to get calls from the the alarm company for the grocery store he worked at. ALWAYS there was a call in the middle of the night and nothing seemed to be wrong when my dad got there. My mom learned to dispise Peak Alarm Company. LOL It caused much stress and many sleepless nights.

Libbi said...

Confessions of the wife of a plasma donor: When I met Wayne (a long time ago) his way of making "ends meat" was donating plasma on a weekly basis. To him it was the perfect gig. You got free juice and cookies, and you got to WATCH A MOVIE while you "worked"! Yep $25.00 every thursday - he had big dreams! They still call him occasionally because of his large stature - he is In DEMAND!

Glad there wasn't a robber - and glad Kyle got home safe. I do believe there was a vampire though.
P.S. I wish you could still redeem some "throwbacks" from all of Waynes "time in the chair"! I promise it would pay for your trip!

Kassie said...

If they would allow me to donate i would do it in a heartbeat-
I hope Kyle has mace? his hand on the car panic button? a baseball bat? his cell phone dialed to 911 ready to hit send? Just a few things to think about- that is NOT a good neighborhood at 2pm let alone 2am.