[Holly-L] [Fwd: So you think you had a bad day ...]

Bob & Keely Bush rkbush@worldnet.att.net
Thu, 23 Dec 1999 18:48:12 -0500


Enjoy this one!



SO YOU STILL THINK YOU'RE HAVING A BAD DAY? THINK  AGAIN.

  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 handle  bars, was dragged through a glass patio door
and
  along with the motorcycle  was dumped onto the floor inside the house.

  The wife, hearing the crash, ran into the dining  room where she found
her
  husband lying on the floor, cut and bleeding; the
  motorcycle lying next to  him; and the patio door shattered.

  The wife ran to the phone and summoned an ambulance.

  And, because they  lived on a fairly large hill, the wife went down
the
  several flights of  long steps to the street 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 papers
  towels, plotted up 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 him lying on the floor. His trousers had
been
  blown away and  he had sustained 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.