Funny story sent to Rob by one of his friends. Some of you have probably read this at some point or another.
Australian bricklayer report
Possibly the funniest story in a long 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 500lbs. 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 onto 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 weigh135lbs. Due to my surprise at being jerked off the ground so
suddenly, I lost my presence of mind and forgot to let go ofthe 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 equally 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
to hold tightly to the rope, in spite of beginning to experience 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 and 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.














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