... where would they work? My colleagues and I were offered the afternoon off work last week if we went to the blood bank. I thought it was a pretty good deal. Turned out to be an absolute bargain. Two of them fainted and one (I'm not kidding) spraying a couple of jets of his precious life blood all over the sparklingly clean white shirt of the guy jabbing him. I really have to get one of those camera phones. I didn't faint, basically because I'm rock hard. The guy jabbing me kept on saying "You've got really tough skin, mate! You should be a boxer!" Thanks for the pep talk, mate. Anyway, I think that's pretty Christ-like especially at Easter. Here's the website. Go donate! But try not to faint!