I’ve written about this before, but every once in a while you’ll see something here that makes you wonder just how in the name of Jebus it can happen. Usually it’s something quite innocuous like kids running around the city with no shoes, or bar girls at 3am praying at Buddhist shrines and the like. But a lot of the time, it has to do with the rather lax regulations regarding safety, usually on construction sites. At work the other day, I glanced out of my office cubicle window and was a bit taken aback when I saw the  scene below.

They were filming a stunt scene on the roof of the parkade attached to my building, which involved an actor jumping off of the chain link fence and onto a car below – while tethered to a descender rig. Clearly, they got the wrong guy for the job, because while they were setting the rig up, the film crew boys didn’t seem to need any wussy harness or cables to keep them safe. Keep in mind my office is on the 11th floor.

"Make sure to tie it real tight, we wouldn't want that stunt guy to fall." The irony is thick.

“Make sure to tie it real tight, we wouldn’t want that stunt guy to fall.” The irony is thick.

It reminds me of a similar picture I took a while ago, below, when I glanced out of my 16th-floor apartment and saw some construction workers doing their thing on the neighboring unit.

16 floors up and not a care in the world. Except falling to their death.

16 floors up and not a care in the world. Except falling to their death.

You know, for a job that pays about $6 a day, these guys sure are badass. Although it doesn’t beat the time I saw a construction worker in Laos hanging by a rope tied around his ankles as his friends lowered him down the side of a building, but still…