Back when I was in college, I figured out a plan to avoid getting a summer job. The financial reimbursement from donating sperm once a week would almost equal that of a part-time job and have little impact on my frequency of partnerless sex. Eventually I decided that I am such a spectacular person in so many aspects that it is practically my duty as a resident of this planet to share my gene pool. I would have to fill out some paperwork, answer some questions and leave a sample. Of course its not a real bank, which was a shock to me, its more of a doctors office.
Few experiences can compare to walking in the door of a sperm bank.
Actually I just need directions. Its hard to make your mouth form the words, I m here to masturbate. Eventually they gave me a clipboard and some forms for potential donors. Yes, I d like to open an account. Most of the questions were to determine what sort of genetic mishaps you have the potential for passing on.