How do you step off a 100 feet pole?

Upon looking the tiny over view of the city, you begin to ask yourself if anyone can see you up there, since you hanging on to dear life from that 100 feet pole. You begin to pray for help, for you cannot hold on any more.
Your hands begin to sweat as you slipping a few inches down, you cannot look down anymore, so you decide to look to the sky, as if you awaiting some miracle to occur, of course you hoping for a miracle. Maybe you’re hoping for a helicopter with ropes to rescue from your aching misery.
Now you’re screaming and crying out loud, yet no one seems to hear you, you then begin to panic and believe that this is it, you believe you going to fall and die.
You begin to close your eyes and pray, for something to happen, but you still hoping and preparing for the worse. You open your eyes, you find yourself lying on the ground in a sweat. “Hey, are you okay?”, a soft voice asks you. You look up slowly in confusion, asking how you got down. A loud voice from the back shouts, “THE SAME WAY YOU GOT UP!”