Recently, I bought a powerful leaf blower
that’s been quite useful around the house. My clay tile roof was covered
with debris from nearby trees, so I set up my ladder to blow the roof clean. I
set the ladder as vertical as possible to avoid denting my metal gutters and
climbed up with the leaf blower in hand. As I turned it on and started to blow
the leaves off the roof, the ladder began to tip back from the house. I
scrambled down the ladder as quickly as possible, jettisoning the leaf blower
to one side. Somehow, I reached the ground safely just in time to catch the
ladder as I was back-pedaling. My pride in my resourceful escape quickly dimmed
as I realized that a crowd of people at the nearby bus stop was snickering and
pointing.
