Posted on 07/08/2009 7:21:06 PM PDT by traumer
A bank clerk fell five storeys to his death down an office stairwell seconds after being seen using his mobile phone, an inquest heard yesterday. Investigators are trying to establish if Richard Pow, 26, slipped and fell over the railing while distracted by the handset. Mr Pow, whose fiance Eleanor Sharman is pregnant with his child, had cycled to work at the HBOS building in Leeds on Monday last week and had just used the office changing rooms on the fifth floor. Deputy coroner Richard Manning said: 'He was standing on the fifth floor stairwell landing, apparently either texting or using his mobile phone.
Then a member of staff heard a very loud bang. 'Mr Pow's body was found on the ground floor directly below where he had last been seen.
'It appears that he has fallen from the fifth floor and struck various areas on the narrow stairwell on the way down.'
Mr Pow was in 'a very bad condition' after falling up to 80ft. A post-mortem examination found that he died from multiple injuries.
Police are not treating the death as suspicious. The Health and Safety Executive is making inquiries. Outside court one office worker said: 'The railing comes up to about the waist on the average woman. It's a big mystery and we don't know how he came to fall.'
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Can you hear me now?
Dam you
Poor bastard. And poor baby who will have no father.
Guy got a bum deal there.
Situations transpire.
‘He was standing on the fifth floor stairwell landing, apparently either texting or using his mobile phone...’
I’ve seen people who try to text and walk at the same time do some pretty dumb stuff. They walk into cars, posts, walls and everything else. It does make them look “intelligent” and very “hi-tech” though. LOL!
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Tweet?
“Ironic”
An old man turned ninety-eight
He won the lottery and died the next day
It’s a black fly in your Chardonnay
It’s a death row pardon two minutes too late
And isn’t it ironic... don’t you think
It’s like rain on your wedding day
It’s a free ride when you’ve already paid
It’s the good advice that you just didn’t take
Who would’ve thought... it figures
Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids goodbye
He waited his whole damn life to take that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought
“Well isn’t this nice...”
And isn’t it ironic... don’t you think
It’s like rain on your wedding day
It’s a free ride when you’ve already paid
It’s the good advice that you just didn’t take
Who would’ve thought... it figures
Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything’s okay and everything’s going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think everything’s gone wrong and everything blows up
In your face
A traffic jam when you’re already late
A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break
It’s like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife
It’s meeting the man of my dreams
And then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn’t it ironic...don’t you think
A little too ironic...and, yeah, I really do think...
It’s like rain on your wedding day
It’s a free ride when you’ve already paid
It’s the good advice that you just didn’t take
Who would’ve thought... it figures
Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
Life has a funny, funny way of helping you out
Helping you out
Is this what the Brits have come to? They have to assure the public that his fiance wasn't shagging the delivery man and is carrying his child? Not so long ago, you would have known the woman was carrying her husband's child. Then women began carrying boyfriend's child. Now we we are assured it was her fiancé's child, not some other bum.
Of course, how can the author be sure it was his child?
/rant. Sorry.
POW!
I wonder if he offended someone, and they put their shoulder into him...
“You are the weakest link. Good-bye!”
I hate low rails. In my opinion many are way too low. When you are more than 6’ tall rails that are less than half way up the body are a serious hazard because your center of gravity is higher than the rail. If your feet slip on something over you go... All the rails in my home are 42” or higher.
Assuming his fiance has the child, he can’t be a Darwin winner....
lucky, then unlucky ping
I hate high rails because of what they represent. Look at surviving railings from the early 1900s. They were high enough to prevent children from toppling over, but adults were expected to manage via prudent behavior and alertness. Now many adults seem to think they have a right to be protected from their own carelessness by an extensive network of barriers, and the nanny-state is eager to agree with them and enact laws requiring all property owners to install these adult-protection systems. And of course the personal injury/liability lawyers love all these laws, because they have a steady stream of careless adults who found a spot that lacked barriers which were perfectly compliant with the detailed laws, and providing launching pads for profitable lawsuits (profitable only for personal injury/liability lawyers and careless adults, of course).
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