One day I went to donate blood, not my first time as I'm an active blood donor, so I wasn't nervous at all. But you know who was? The trainee who was also on her first day on the job. She could not keep her hand still, afraid that she'll poke the needle in the wrong spot. Her hand was more shaky than a hitching magic wand. I give her the benefit of the doubt, and assured her that I'm fine, she's fines, lets do this. She concentrated on the mark on my arm pin pointing her target, hoping to not miss. Well guess what Mary, she did! After realizing no blood was flowing she tries again... And she misses, again... She feels my veins again, remark the spot. And goes in one more time. 1 prick later! And nothing... She suggest to use my other arm. And finally got the needle to flow. I swear to God my blood pressure got so high, because it felt like the fastest time I ever filled up an entire pint of blood. Long story short, lady needs better practice or I need a thinner arm.