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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 said in your letter that I should explain more fully and I trust that 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 discovered tht I had bout 500 pounds of bricks left over. Rather than carry the bricks down by hand, I
decided to lower them in a barrel by using a pulley, which, fortunately, 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 back to
the ground and untied the rope, holding it tightly to ensure a slow descent of the 500 pounds of bricks. You will note in Block
#11 of the accident reporting form that my weight is 135 pounds.

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 rather rapid rate up the side of the building. In the vicinity of the third floor, I met the barrel
which was now proceeding in a downward direction at an equally impressive rate of speed. This explains the fractured skull,
minor abrasions, and the broken collarbone, as listed in Section III of the accident reporting form.

Slowed only slightly, I continued my rapid ascent, not stopping until the fingers of my right hand were 2 knuckles deep into the
pulley, which I mentioned in pargaraph #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 excruciting 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. Devoid of
the weight of the bricks, the barrel now weighed approximately 50 pounds. I refer you again to MY weight in Block #11. 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 the severe lacerations of my legs and lower body.

Here my luck begn 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 fortuntely, only 3 vertebrae were cracked. I am sorry to report, however, that as I lay there on the
pile of bricks in pain, unble to move nd watching the empty barrel six stories above me, I again lost my composure and
presence of mind and let go of the rope. Sincerely, Policy # xyz 123456789 Home | Food | Games | Friends + Family | Jokes | Endangered Species