THE
NEXT TIME YOU THINK YOU ARE HAVING A BAD DAY:
Remember these stories....
Fire authorities in California found a corpse
in a burned 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 scuba tanks on his back, flippers, and face mask.
A post-mortem revealed that the person died not
from burns, but from Massive internal injuries.
Dental records provided a positive identification.
Investigators then set about to determine 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
from the forest.
The fire fighters, seeking to control the fire
as quickly as possible,
called in a fleet of helicopters with very large
dip buckets.
Water was dipped from the ocean and 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 the breaststroke in a fire
dip 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 of bed.
(This article was taken from the California Examiner,
March 20, 1998)
STILL THINK YOU ARE HAVING A BAD DAY?
A man was working on his motorcycle on his patio
and his wife was in the kitchen.
The man was racing the engine on the motorcycle
when it accidentally slipped into gear.
The man, still holding onto the handle bars,
was dragged through the glass patio doors 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 lying on the floor, cut and bleeding,
the motorcycle lying next to him, and the shattered
patio door. The wife ran to the phone and summoned the ambulance. Because
they lived on a fairly large hill, the wife went down the several flights
of stairs
to the street to escort the paramedics to her
husband.
After the ambulance arrived and transported the
man to the hospital,
the wife up righted the motorcycle and pushed
it outside.
Seeing that gas was spilled on the floor, the
wife got some paper towels,
blotted up the petrol, and threw the towels in
the toilet. The man was treated and released to come home.
Upon arriving home, he looked at the shattered
patio door and the damage done to his motorcycle.
He became despondent, went to the washroom,
sat down on the toilet and smoked a cigarette.
After finishing the cigarette, he flipped it
between his legs into the toilet bowl while seated.
The wife, who was in the kitchen, heard the 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 to call the ambulance.
The very same paramedic crew was dispatched and
the wife met them at the street.
The paramedics loaded the husband on to 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 slipped and tipped the
stretcher, dumping the husband out.
He fell down the remaining stairs
and broke his arm.
(Taken from a Florida Newspaper.)
JUST REMEMBER, IT COULD BE WORSE.....
A woman came home to find her husband in the kitchen,
shaking frantically with what looked like a wire
running from his waist towards the electric kettle.
Intending to jolt him away from the deadly current
she whacked him with a handy plank of wood by the back door,
breaking his arm in two places. Until that
moment he had been happily listening to his Walkman.
AND FINALLY.......
Iraqi terrorist, Khay Rahnajet, didn't pay enough
postage on a letter bomb.
It came back with "return to sender" stamped
on it.
Forgetting it was the bomb, he opened it
and was blown to bits.
Your day's not so bad, is it!!
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