Jaksokuvaus
I was rock climbing and this guy who was my belayer for the day was busy spending most of his time flirting with a cute girl who is friendly but seriously not into him. He gets chewed out by our lead for not paying attention, but he continues to not pay attention as he is incapable of picking up cues. Well, there's me, twenty five feet or so off the ground with my rope slack and feeling my hands slipping because I'm just running out of steam. Now having told him three times to pick up the slack, I look down and see he's completely ignoring me. My mistake was looking down, as I reach to re-adjust my weakening hold and slip. The rope shoots out of his limp, sausage like fingers and I began to fall (I know a properly tied off rope shouldn't do that. I don't know how he screwed that up too). My only thought is if I'm going to fall, I'll damn well land on him. Well I did. I landed straight on his cushy body. I was barely injured. He was taken to hospital after having 80 odd kilos land on him from two stories up. I never happened to see him at that rock climbing club again.