Honey came home yesterday with a story about his friend, lets call him, Wiley. Wiley has had several incidents where he comes off looking a little stupid. Here’s the latest:
Wiley needed to fix his roof. It’s a steep roof. Being a fireman, he’s trained in high angle rescue, so he knows about ropes and knots to keep himself safe.
So, he ties off to the bumper of his truck, tosses the rope to the other side of the roof, then ties himself to the other end.
He works on the roof for about 20 minutes, making good progress.
Then he hears the front door open and his 17 year old son’s voice saying, “Ok Mom, I’ll be right back. Is there anything else you need?” Said son loves to drive, he’ll volunteer for any errand.
Wiley yells, but kid is too fast and is already starting the truck.
Wiley franticly starts untieing the rope; better to fall off the roof than to be dragged behind the truck. he just wasn’t quite fast enough.
The truck takes off and so does Wiley, over the roof. The knot gives way just as he reaches the other edge of the roof and he lands in the junipers in front of the house.
His wife sees something fall from the roof, while son drives off dragging a rope.
He must live a charmed life. He skinned up his knees and one hand, but otherwise he’s fine.
