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Blood Donation

Dear readers,

It was just another manic Tuesday when I received an email about a Blood Donation Drive at work. You know what they say, that “a picture tells a thousand words”. I personally agree with that statement myself. This is what I call powerful advertising.

Simple and straight to the point

I especially like the picture of the blood droplet with bulging biceps. Not only that, the pink shade also signifies a healthy complexion. This dude did not get his biceps by eating protein bars and pumping up irons in the gym. No way! He had definitely done it by donating blood. This has inspired me to be a donor as well.

Well, I will keep you posted on the events on that day. See you soon.

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