So this was my third attempt to donate blood with the Red Cross at my university, and they rejected me.
Reason being is that I was born in Italy, and lived there more than five years during early panic period of the Mad Cow scare.
The woman told me that because it is generally unknown if and when symptoms show up, I can't be allowed to donate blood. "That'd pretty much ruin my day if I had it" I told her.
And she responded "well, it'd ruin my day too if I was given infected Mad Cow Diseased blood."
So, I might be infected and may eventually become a zombie. That kind of blows because I wanted to be a survivor, but I guess I could become famous by starting the whole zombie apocalypse, right?
Nah, it's not even that. It's a standard procedure.
No person who has lived in Europe for more than five years between 1980 and the late 1990s is allowed to donate blood for the Red Cross.
That was the beginning of the Mad Cow epidemic. In Britain the situation was particularly bad, and basically every sane country in the world embargoed British beef. Some still do, others have since rescinded it (Italy in 2006, for instance).
But the embargo did not prevent other countries from getting outbreaks of the infection. Nearly all Western European nations had it, and the United States as well at one point.
The problem is that symptoms could arise at any time, and it's not immediately known from the blood sample given. That's why they turned me down.
I hope I never get Mad Cow. I will be pissed if some British cow turned me into a mothereffin' zombie. Which is why I'd make the United Kingdom the first target of the zombie apocalypse.