FarnboroughBoy11:
Who else has had an accident at work that has changed them physically or mentally?
Mine happened in my Yoof.
In the days when I was young & devastatingly good looking with a quick mind & even quicker wit. I was tasked with accepting (i.e. unloading) the weekly delivery from HO.
Our offices & warehouse were situated on a quiet T junction on an industrial estate, only during rush hour when certain ■■■■■ wanted to save themselves 2mins would it become busy.
The truck was driven by the same bloke who’d come every week that I’d been there so he knew the score, he’d turn left & park up, when the time comes to unload him we’d stop the traffic & let him reverse over the road & into our yard.
Simple innit?
So he jumps into his cab (after the obligatory cuppa till the traffic dies down) while me & one of my colleagues stops the traffic each side of the main road from the T.
In the days long before H&S went mad, we were both wearing Hi-Viz, I glanced to my left to see that my colleague had stopped a van thereby creating his roadblock, I glanced to my right & non of the ■■■■■ that used the road as a so called short cut in rush hour were around, so we waved the driver backwards into our yard.
I distinctly remember noticing that his units wheels where about to ride onto the pavement & looking to my left for my colleagues confirmation of disapproval at this numpty’s manoeuvre, only to see absolute horror in his face, before I could make sense of this, the car travelling from my right hit me.
She was (allegedly) a nurse coming off night shift at the local A&E !
She drove down 200yds of straight clear road at a speed estimated at 40mph.
She drove straight into a 6’ man wearing serviceable Hi-Viz.
She offerred NO first aid at the scene of a serious injury.
Luckily she was driving a Leyland Metro (remember them) & me hitting the bonnet at 40mph threw me upwards more than forwards, as she didn’t apply her brakes at all this apparently saved my life, my colleague managed to jump out of the way.
30 something years later, I am still paranoid about standing on ANY live road, I’ll walk a thousand miles for a Zebra crossing, & I have a pathalogical HATRED of so-called nurses.
