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This is a bricklayer's
accident report that was printed in the newsletter of the English equivalent
of the Workers' Compensation Board. This is this Bricklayer's report
... a true story.
Dear Sir;
I am writing in
response to your request for additional information in Block #3 of the
accident reporting 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 I had
some bricks left over which when weighed later were found to weigh 240
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 at 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 insure a
slow descent of the 240 lbs of bricks.You will note on the accident
reporting form that my weight is 135 lbs. 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 equally impressive
speed. This explains the fractured skull, minor abrasions and the broken
collarbone, as listed in Section 3, accident reporting 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 which I mentioned
in Paragraph 2 of this correspondence. Fortunately by this time I had
regained my presence of mind and was able to hold tightly to the rope,
in spite of the excruciating pain I was now beginning to experience.
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, the barrel weighed approximately 50 lbs. I refer you
again to my weight. As you might 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 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 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
and watching the empty barrel six stories above me, 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 onto me ........
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