Suicide by truck

Dork Lard:
After one particularly horrific RTI where we were asked to help recover the bodies one of the fire brigade chaps scribbled a name & number down & told us we could call any hour any day.

The way it was told to me :

One day a chap is walking down the street & he falls down into this great big hole, it’s too deep to climb out of & the sides are very slippery, so he just waits there till someone comes along. After a few days he’s feeling very lonely, very hungry & very cold so he starts shouting out for help. A doctor comes along & peers down into the hole, the chap says “hey doc, I’m stuck down this hole, can you help us out”? The doctor scribbles out a prescription & hurriedly moves on. Then a priest walks by & happens to glance in the hole, “hey father, I’m stuck down this hole, can you give us a hand up”? The priest scribbles out a prayer, throws it down the hole & shuffles away.

After a few weeks have passed by the chaps friends & family are becoming increasingly concerned so they form a search party & go out looking for him. One of the friends thinks he has a good idea where the chap is & soon comes across the hole, but he’s alone, he shouts down into the hole “hey, are you OK”? The chap shouts back “yes, but go & get more help, Im stuck down this hole & I can’t find a way out”. The friend then jumps down into the hole. “Are you f#kk!n stupid, now we’re both stuck down this hole” the chap screams out. The friend replies “yes, but I’ve been down here before, & I know the way out”.

You need to talk, don’t bottle it up because it does get out and it will bite you back.

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I had a woman try this a few years back …she chickened out at the last second ,I still tense up when I see a lone car coming on the long straight roads we have out here on th prairies. long story short I saw the car coming my way about 2 miles away in my lane low flying I was in my loaded btrain no other traffic to be seen, road verges were wet gravel so no way I could drive onto ,I started to slow down ,and she kept coming closer and closer in my lane I pulled my belt up tight stopped in my lane shut my eyes and I opened them as she screamed by staring straight forward. I had an hrs drive back to the yard and I was getting more and more upset as I got to the yard I just got out o the cab and burst out crying…company was good gave me the next day off (paid)it was a Friday a few o the boys took me to the local bar until I stopped talking about it ,was offered counciling by the local priest but I turned it down …the worst thing was I travelled that road 3 times a day (roundtrips) 5 days a week for 6 months a year.,and as the years go on I find myself thinking more and more about the incident. sorry for the waffling jimmy.

Some years ago I had one chap jump in front of me, dead at scene. I bottled it up for about 6 months then had a big style breakdown. 18 months in a mental hospital was the outcome. Talk to anyone who will listen and talk even if they won’t.