Just when I give the benefit of the doubt

Some peoples kids! Literally, get this....

Before I went through open heart surgery, I used to work for the local "Liquor Commission" (State name held), in the maintenance department for 78 stores, state wide. Used to travel all over the place for different building issues, and or new location builds of the inside of the stores....

Being said that, I have been on extension ladders that gone up through the ceiling (a drop ceiling mind you) to get to pipes that were either leaking OR the roof was leaking this one particular time. not but 20 feet from the entrance doors to thwe store, while it was opn. had 3 (yes THREE) bright orange cones to protect the ladder feet, AND a fellow co-worker "spotting" me to held aid in anything I needed and to keep people away from the ladder.....

So, as this was all "procedure" by OSHA standards on what I was doing. He was handing me I believe it was a tool (its been awhile) and was hit! By a person, pushing a cart, with booze in it, and about knocked him down and the hit shook the ladder damn near throwing me off into the drop ceiling! He got up off the floor and said to the person, you couldn't "see" the blockaid we had to protect us and the ladder as the 3 cones had poles with a wrap in yellow to say "caution" on them....The person just stood there, dumbfounded!!!!! I looked down and said to Bob my spotter what the hell was THAT!? Someone trying to kill me? as at the time of the hit, I was 25 feet off the ground and around all sorts of **** that would have made the trip to the hospital........very interesting!

Then right about the time I said this to him through the ceiling, someone ELSE hit the back of the ladder, and through the feet of it 3 feet forward, taking out 3 rows of ceiling tiles, and tossing me to the closest roof support "metal" rafter hanging onto it, like a damned monkey.....Bob, picking himself up, a second time from the floor tries to pull it together enough to help me as the store staff was all freaked right out about this time.....I know, I must have hung there for 5 minutes till all was sorted with Bob....

Not 20 minutes AFTER we packed up everything and the job was done, we were just about to go into our truck (state provided) to head to the next location, we watched a Chevy Caprice Classic drive right through the front doors of this store, and would have killed both, me and Bob....I mean literally drove right through the front doors! The driver.........mistaken the gas pedal for the brake! She was 74 years old. they closed the store for the day for the rest of our crew to come in and make the needed repairs, and the state lost I think it was 40,000 dollars due to this! They gave Bob and I the rest of the day off, paid!

Then one other time, I was helping the paint crew.....We got to this one store about 45 minutes before they opened! As we were inside painting there were people (patrons) tapping on the windows to get us to open the front doors!!!!! By the time of opening, this store had I know 30 people waiting in line to by liquor! All camped out in front of the store and you know whats sad? ALL of them only bought whats called "nips" the little single shot bottles of liquor!!!!!! I just can't believe some people.......

And these aren't the craziest ones I've witnessed!