Out of the comment box, here's what vonEbenhaum wrote (Note: the original comment was somehow lost, so this was written from my memory--which is as reliable as a BMW who's been shot by a tank).
Good point, although the people here share the peculiar perception about my homeland.
RedCross Guy: Would you care to donor your blood?Back to lesson #3 for me...
Me: Sure! I've been a regular donor back in my country. *sits down*
RedCross Guy: Great! Just roll up your sleeves. So where's your country anyway?
Me: Indonesia. *rolls up sleeve*
RedCross Guy: Uhh...
Me: Anything wrong?
RedCross Guy: Well, we can't take your blood.
Me: How come?
RedCross Guy: You see, Indonesia is a backwater country with a lot of diseases like dengue fever, malaria, and such.
RedCross Guy: Tell you what... come back in 2 years. If you're still healthy by then, it means you're not infected. So it's safe to donor your blood.
UPDATE: LESSONS LEARNT THE HARD WAY
- Feeling safe and secure is a luxury we often take for granted.
- Sometimes it's hard to fathom how some people think outside the "norm" that we believe in, such as "to kill people (that aren't necessarily related to your cause)--even for a good cause--is wrong."
- We hate feeling helpless.
- Anger and fear normally engulf us everytime there's a tragedy that slap lesson #1, #2 and #3 at our face.
- Succumbing to anger is easy, but #3 stays no matter how hard our fingers pointed or our accussations screamed.
- It takes smaller feats to seize control over #3: donating your blood at the nearest Red Cross post is one. Showing (in your own way) that there's another side to Indonesia that embrace love and intelligent behavior, is another; that no matter how much it hurts, you don't let anger overcomes your love.
QUICK TIP: HOW TO BE ROMANTIC IN 5 SECONDS
Click here and recite the full sentence(s) to your [would-be] partner. Hint: keep a straight face.
Cry for the stiffness of the earlobe. The turtles are fallen and the rain stands still. How long must I suffer with your undergarments?With codes like these, who needs Shakespeare?