Chicagoist: Man Falls from 19th Floor to His Death

Spook

Thu, 13 Mar 2008 11:48:40 -0600

Ingrid, I guess you missed the ghetto condo part. All we have in our foyer is a bench I found in the alley- mostly pilled high with that stupid waste of paper called LaRaza- and a fake floor plant. Across the street is the luxury condos, I’m sure they have phones. Pinko, if you hit me in a dream you better wake up and apologize, if you insult me in cyber, you better apply a trombone sound at the end Or I’ll hunt you down like Old Face Andre suggested that Marlow do to Omar in the Wire, son! h8 toyota and BT, why don't you add "don't eat gumbo so you want get it on your shirt and jeans or don't eat ribs so you want get sauce on your fingers and face!" again as Ben Fraklin said "a stitch in time saves nine" and I'm sure he would also agree that "to provide the best insurance to a drinking experience, hide three keys outside just in case"

I_h8_toyota_and_BT

Thu, 13 Mar 2008 09:35:52 -0600

here's a couple of even better ideas - don't forget your keys. don't try to play spiderman when you're drunk as a skunk.

deebee

Wed, 12 Mar 2008 16:47:40 -0600

ok my mom and sisters worked with him. what happen was he left his keys in the house he climbed up the escape to try and open his window lost balance and fell he was also drunk.

Pinko

Wed, 12 Mar 2008 14:24:20 -0600

But she finally calmed down by saying that I was “lucky that stupidity isn’t a crime"... Good thing too, otherwise you'd surely be serving a life sentence in Stateville by now... Hey-ooooooooo!! Vote Spook in '08: Fighting to legislate stupidity as a felony and enabling Chicago's crazy, homeless, alcoholic population since 1998!

Ingrid

Wed, 12 Mar 2008 14:07:42 -0600

Spook, what did that lady cop suggest you do to get back into your condo? Call THEM for help? Years ago, I had a cat who climbed up this giant elm tree in my yard. He was stuck up there for THREE DAYS!! I finally called the fire dept. and told them of my predicament. The guy who answered the phone said to me "Lady, we don't do that anymore. That only happens on TV." I was kind of insulted by his calling me "Lady", like I was some old dried up biddy...I was only like 23 years old at the time. :)

staticfritz

Wed, 12 Mar 2008 13:33:17 -0600

Dude, i used to live in that building! what the hell??!?! you can't get to the fire escape from the street level, so he must have gone into the building and then out onto the fire escape... my only thought was that he was drunk and decided to have a smoke before going back to the cab? people used to smoke out there all the time. the railings were pretty meager ... wow, i just feel terrible for the building manager, he was a good friend of mine

Spook

Wed, 12 Mar 2008 13:20:49 -0600

Come on dear Watson, this sh*t is elementary. Close the books! This sad S.O.B. was locked out of his place! Sad, sad, sad, sad! This is why I planted six keys in secret locations outside Le Ghetto Condo, because that could have been “me” from a fall or being electrocuted last August breaking into my own spot! Yea your very own Spook after a night of much deserved drink’n when I discovered that I left my keys inside my house. Yea 3:00am and locked the F*ck out! So I jump the neighbor's fence "borrow” his ladder, prop it onto the plastic top of our trash bin in the alley, and start my assent up. The cops arrived as I’m climbing out from the power lines into my bathroom window. I hear them scream at me from below to "get back down here" over and over. I just wanted to be in my own bed so I continued. Once inside, I felt so good to be alive and inside, but I go back outside to show the cops, (three squad cars have arrived by now), that it’s my own place. My neighbor has already come out, identified me and o.k-ed my use of his ladder. But the women police sergeant refused to be mollified. She screamed that she would have been the one “cleaning” me off the concrete alley had I fallen or had to topple my dead fried burned body off the wires for my mother to identify, etc, etc. When a new beat cop tried to inject a little levity, by saying that it would have been him doing the cleaning, she silenced him with an icy glare. I knew then that I was going to jail because of this rookie cop. But she finally calmed down by saying that I was “lucky that stupidity isn’t a crime” Moral of the story Plant at least Three Keys in secret spots outside your house, seriously people! Its not worth dying over and no one wants to be locked out. I have let myself in plenty of times this way

peteypants

Wed, 12 Mar 2008 12:03:39 -0600

interesting. this too sounds like it could be an episode of Law & Order.

The Meteorologist

Wed, 12 Mar 2008 11:41:05 -0600

Stories like this weird me out because in the end, no matter how long we think about it, we'll never quite be able to figure out how this happened. Good thing I live in a garden apartment.

matty

Wed, 12 Mar 2008 11:21:25 -0600

He might have forgot his keys? Anyway, man that's terrible.