Subject: FW: Bricklayer





Bricklayer's Accident 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 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 135lbs.

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 to hold tightly

to the rope, in spite of beginning to experience a great deal of 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,

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."

Oh...my...God...

woah

hahahahahaa.

OWNED!

Damn thats like an itchy and scratch cartoon.

on that show "myth busters," during the intro, they show something similar to this happening. So, is this some sort of urban legend?

dumb ass, i would have just thrown the bricks down and see what i hit and what it looks like...

dude thats an amazingly dumb thing to do

That is so funny!! I was laughing my ass off. Well written that guy missed his calling. He should be writing for Esquire magazine or something.



How that guy was screwed the moment he went to work that day.



Dakmis is right he should have thrown the briks down David Letterman style.