Blood Type Ms A

One night, while I was engrossed with my work, suddenly a woman’s voice asked me…

Ms A: “Pineapple Tat, have you seen my drop of blood?”

Pineapple Tat: “What drop of blood??” (Puzzled by this unique 1st in the world question)

Ms A: “I had a paper cut on my finger and I flick my finger. Now the drop of blood is gone and I can’t find it.”

Pineapple Tat: “……“ ( -_-: )

And then we both stood up and look for that drop of blood, especially if it is lucky enough to have landed anywhere on you...

Ms A went to the toilet and came back to report to me the good news that she could not find it anywhere on her.

I know any man who meets a damsel in distress especially after she has lost a drop of blood would have called the ambulance, find a bandage, or bought iron tablets for her and would have asked “are you ok, do you need a hug?” kind of stuff.

However I believe in the concept of “Give a woman a fish and she will ask for more, teach a woman to fish and she will never look for you anymore.” (Ok I trademark and copyright this now, whichever works)

So I taught Ms A what she should have done.

Pineapple Tat: “Ms A, in the first place why did you FLICK your finger when you cut yourself?” (I was looking for insight which is also part of my job)

Ms A: “......” (Ok no insight)

Pineapple Tat: “Logically people would have gone and wash their finger first and then find a plaster RIGHT...”

Ms A: “......” (Ok still no insight on behaviour)

(One friend was laughing in the background because she witnessed the whole incident)


Oh ya... By the way where is that missing drop of blood......?????