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5 MOST DANGEROUS JOBS

5. WAR ZONE REPORTER:
A humble reporter forced to go into the middle of a dangerous warzone just to get the best shots. Wearing a «press» logo on the chest and hope that he won’t get shot in the action, is all he can do.
4. COAL MINERS:
A coal miner has to work for on average 12 hours per day in very dangerous cirumstances. The space is extremely narrow, you can barely see anything and you may have problems breathing due to the thick coal dust. Breathing in this dust can be fatal alone and you have to be aware that the mine houndreds of meters above you, could suddenly collapse. If you’re lucky, you die instantly , if not, you could be trapped and die slowly of starvation.
3. LUMBERJACK:

You may think it’s just the sharp saw that can be dangerous. No, infact most of the people dying in this profession is due to a bad idea of where the tree will land and gets crushed in the process.
2. ASTRONAUT:
 The mortality rate of being an Astronaut is about 7 %. Knowing that you have a 7% chance of dying, makes you think twice before choosing this profession. A lot could go wrong when you’re about to take off in a rocket. One extremely tiny mistake could make the rocket explode, the oxygen could leak or you could simple be stuck in the space forever.
1. DEEP CRAB FISHING:
You may have seen the program on TV with the fishers from Alaska. This dangerous job is not a joke. They have to be able to work up to 24 hours a day, scrub ice off the boat, heavy lifting, and be aware of gigantic waves that could wipe any man off the boat. If you ask a an old fisherman if he have been in any dangerous situations where he luckily stayed alive, he would probably say yes.
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