> <>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>
>
>
> Writing is so important. I think I'll start a diary...
> provided no one could access it....
>
> LadyHawke
> ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
> > "The Accident Report"
>
> Here follows a tale of an accident report form filed
> by a bricklayer:
>
> "I put 'poor planning' as the cause of my accident.
> You ask for a fuller explanation and I trust the following
> details will be sufficient. I was working alone on the
> roof of a six-story building. When I completed my work
> I found I had some bricks left over which later were
> found to weigh 240lbs. Rather than carry the bricks
> down by hand, I decided to lower them in a barrel by
> using a pulley. 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 to the ground and
> untied the rope, holding it tightly to insure a slow
> descent of the 240lbs of bricks. You will note on the
> accident reporting form that my weight is 135lbs.
>
> 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 proceeding downward at
> an equally impressive speed. This explains the fractured
> skull, minor abrasions, and the broken collarbone.
> Slowed only slightly, I continued my rapid ascent, not
> stopping until the fingers of my right hand were two
> knuckles deep in to the pulley.
>
> Fortunately I had regained my presence of mind and
> was able to hold tightly on to the rope. At approximately
> the same time, however, the barrel hit the ground and
> the bottom fell out of the barrel . Now devoid of the
> weight of the bricks, the barrel weighed approximately
> 50lbs. I refer you again to my weight.
>
> I began a rapid descent. In the vicinity of the third floor,
> I met the barrel coming up. This accounts for the two
> fractured ankles, broken tooth and severe 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 onto the pile of bricks and
> fortunately only three vertebrae were cracked.
>
> I am sorry to report, however, as I lay in pain on the
> pile of bricks 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 rapid descent back towards me..."
> > <>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>
> >du Jour
> P. O. Box 6007
> Long Island City, NY 11106-0007
> <>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>*<>