“Take a seat right over there.”
“Okay.”
“Which arm?”
“It doesn't matter—it's hard either way.”
“Other phlebotomists have had problems finding a vein?”
“No, it's hard on me!”
“What?”
“I can't stand needles.”
“Oh, it's not going to hurt.”
“That's what they all say.”
“Now, now …”
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”
“That was just the alcohol wipe!”
“You could have warned me!”
“Why me?”
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”
“I was just uncapping the syringe.”
“Oh god … ”
“Are we ready?”
“Errrrrrrr**AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!**”
“You do realize we've soundproofed the room, so screaming won't help any.”
“How much longer?”
“Sigh.”
“How much longer? Aaaaaaaaaa! The horror! The horror!”
“Aaaaand—we're done! That wasn't so bad, was it?”
“The blade is sharp … Lucky … my heart only skips one beat …”
“What are you, twelve?”
“… blacked out … can't afford that …”
“Would you like a lollypop?”
“Please?”