Something to think about the next time you're having a bad day.
(This was an article in the CALIFORNIA EXAMINER, March 20,1998):
Fire Authorities in California found a corpse in a burnt out section
of forest while assessing the damage done by a forest fire. The deceased
male was dressed in a full wet suit, complete with a dive tank,flippers, and
face mask. A post-mortem examination revealed that the person died not from
burns but from massive internal injuries. Dental records provided a
positive identification. Investigators then set about determining how a
fully clad diver ended up in the middle of a forest fire. It was revealed
that, on the day of the fire, the person went for a diving trip off the
coast some 20 miles away from the forest. The fire fighters, seeking to
control the fire as quickly as possible, called in a fleet of helicopters
with very large buckets. The buckets were dropped into the ocean for rapid
filling, then flown to the forest fire and emptied. You guessed
it. One minute our diver was making like Flipper in the Pacific, the next
he was doing a breaststroke in a fire bucket 300 feet in the air.
Apparently, he extinguished exactly 5'10"of the fire. Some days it just
doesn't pay to get out bed.
STILL THINK YOU'RE HAVING A BAD DAY?
(The following is taken from a Florida newspaper)
A man was working on his motorcycle on his patio and his wife was in the
house in the kitchen. The man was racing the engine on the motorcycle and
somehow the motorcycle slipped into gear. The man, still holding the
handlebars, was dragged through a glass patio door and along with the
motorcycle dumped onto the floor inside the house. The wife, hearing the
crash, ran into the dining room, and found her husband laying on the
floor, cut and bleeding, the motorcycle laying next to him and the patio
door shattered. The wife ran to the phone and summoned an ambulance. Because
they lived on a fairly large hill, the wife went down the several flights
of long steps to the to direct the paramedics to her husband. After the
ambulance arrived and transported the husband to the hospital, the wife
uprighted the motorcycle and pushed it outside. Seeing that gas had spilled
on the floor, the wife obtained some paper towels, blotted the gasoline,
and threw the towels in the toilet. The husband was treated at the
hospital and was released to come home. After arriving home, he looked at
the shattered patio door and the damage done to his motorcycle. He became
despondent, went into the bathroom, sat on the toilet and smoked a cigarette. After
finishing the cigarette, he flipped it between his legs into the toilet bowl
while still seated. The wife, who was in the kitchen, heard a loud
explosion and her husband screaming. She ran into the bathroom and found
her husband lying on the floor. His trousers had been blown away and he was
suffering burns on the buttocks, the back of his legs and his groin. The
wife again ran to the phone and called for an ambulance. The same ambulance
crew was dispatched and the wife met them at the street. The paramedics
loaded the husband on the stretcher and began carrying him to the street.
While they were going down the stairs to the street accompanied by the
wife, one of the paramedics asked the wife how the husband had burned
himself. She told them and the paramedics started laughing so hard, one
of them tipped the stretcher and dumped the husband out. He fell down the
remaining steps and broke his arm.
Now THAT is a bad day...
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