And You Think You're Having A Bad Day At Work...

Possibly the funniest story in a while. This is a bricklayer's

accident report, which was printed in the newsletter of the Australian

equivalent of the Workers' Compensation board.


This is a true story. Had this guy died, he'd have received a Darwin

Award for sure....



Dear Sir:



I am writing in response to your request for additional information in

Block 3 of the accident report form. I put "poor planning" as the cause

of my accident. You asked for a fuller explanation and I trust the following

details will be sufficient.


I am a bricklayer by trade. On the day of the accident, I was working

alone on the roof of a new six story building. When I completed my work,

I found that I had some bricks left over which, when weighed later were

found to be slightly in excess of 500 lbs.


Rather than carry the bricks down by hand, I decided to lower them in

a barrel by using a pulley, which was attached to the side of the

building on the sixth floor.


Securing the rope at ground level, I went up to the roof, swung the

barrel out and loaded the bricks into it. Then I went down and untied the

rope, holding it tightly to ensure a slow descent of the bricks.


You will note in Block 11 of the accident report form that I weigh

175lbs.


Due to my surprise at being jerked off the ground so suddenly, I lost

my presence of mind and forgot to let go of the rope. Needless to say, I

proceeded at a rapid rate up the side of the building.


In the vicinity of the third floor, I met the barrel which was now

proceeding downward at an equal, impressive speed. This explained the

fractured skull, minor abrasions and the broken collar bone, as listed in

section 3 of the accident report form.


Slowed only slightly, I continued my rapid ascent, not stopping until

the fingers of my right hand were two knuckles deep into the pulley.

Fortunately by this time I had regained my presence of mind and was able tohold tightly to the rope, in spite of beginning to experience a great
dealof pain.


At approximately the same time, however, the barrel of bricks hit the

ground and the bottom fell out of the barrel. Now devoid of the weight

of the bricks, that barrel weighed approximately 50 lbs. I refer you again

to my weight.


As you can imagine, I began a rapid descent, down the side of the

building. In the vicinity of the third floor, I met the barrel coming up.

This accounts for the two fractured ankles, broken tooth and several

lacerations of my legs and lower body.


Here my luck began to change slightly. The encounter with the barrel

seemed to slow me enough to lessen my injuries when I fell into the pile

of bricks and fortunately only three vertebrae were cracked.


I am sorry to report, however, as I lay there on the pile of bricks,

in pain, unable to move, I again lost my composure and presence of mind

and let go of the rope and I lay there watching the empty barrel begin its

journey back down onto me. This explains the two broken legs.


I hope this answers your inquiry."?

ROFLMAO

OMG i bet he wished he had carried them down himself now.

That is so funny and i bet soooooooooo painful lol

Thanks for sharing

I have run across this story I don't know how many times and I am sorry I should feel sorry for this guy.. and I do... but.. I still laugh every time I read it. I can just picture this scene in my mind and even though the poor guy is hurt badly... you just can't help laughing hysterically.

personally the guy sounds so stupis im surprised he felt any pain at all........ but i found it hell of a funny lol ans could just picture it in my head lmaoooo

stupid* lol

I'm sorry to say, I chuckle every time I read it. The poor guy.