my chair.. i think it was drunk... or me
I was working on a cellular tower but only about ten feet up I unhooked my pelican (positioning) hook to jump over to the other face of the tower and slipped. I fell back first into the 6' fence with constantine wire at the top. I just kinda stuck to it like velcro because I had a sweatshirt on so each time I wiggle around the barbs just dug in deeper. Two of the other guys on my crew got me off the fence with no shortage of laughter. I still have a bunch of tiny scars from that little 4' slip.
Yeah I did, but it was a mostly uncomfortable "I think I broke my back" laugh. I was just happy that they didn't take time to photograph the fiasco before helping me.
ive fallen off of my path of happiness. ive become depressed and hateful to those who try to help. i honestly think ill never be able to get back. i cant believe im sharing this...
i dont know. the reason im hateful is because they dont help. they tell me to "suck it up pussyface" or "grow some balls dickhead"
literally, ive been told that before. by the same person.
the turnip truck