My very own Twilight

So I had my blood drawn and then I went to Wal-Mart. I was in the check out line when a nice man with a spanish accent started talking to me. Here is the convo:

Man- Looks like somebody was bit by a vampire.
Me- Excuse me?
Man- Your arm (motioning to where my blood was taken)
Me- Oh right! Kinda looks like that doesn't it?
Man- I bet you were confused. Touching your neck trying to remember what happened last night?
Me- Haha that is impossible.
Man- What is impossible?
Me- Something happening last night.

I thought it was funny :)

The most wasted of all days is one without laughter. ~e.e. cummings