julianthegypsy
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Years ago, I was clerk of works for the new office my company was having built in Medan, Indonesia. One day, the Swiss architect and Brit quantity surveyor were visiting, and the contractor was installing the glass panels, which were huge. They'd built a wooden scaffold, had suction cups and were lifting it manually, passing it hand to hand. It got almost to the top and the wind hit it, pushing it back the guy at the top couldn't hold it, the guy in the middle put his hands out to stop it, and there was an almighty bang. I was on the top floor and ran down to the second, where the architect had the guy who'd been in the middle with his arm in the air and his hand clamped on the top of his arm and was yelling for cloth for a tourniquet. I yelled in Indonesian, got a shirt and gave it to architect who bound him up and we got him in a jeep to hospital just in time. I asked the glazier why on earth they didn't use a winch, and his reply was pitiful. "They don't like it". I saw him again a week later and asked after his guy. He was fine it turned out but the glazier wasn't, he was really annoyed, because if the guy had died he'd have had to give his wife a few hundred dollars and that would be that. Since the guy lived he'd have to pay his hospital bills, which were maybe a couple of thousand. I'm not making it up, and I'm very glad we have a, the NHS, and b, health and safety with teeth.



