So despite my better judgement, numerous warnings, and the sight of molten asphalt tar by the curb, I decided to walk down the street to get a pulled pork sandwich for this new BBQ place that opened recently. Good lord. I've never felt temps this hot, not even in Las-frickin-Vegas. I actually had to stand outside for a few minutes just to acclimate to it, like a cold-blooded lizard. When a cloud covered the sun for a few minutes, I welcomed it as Divine Intervention. I tried to lean against a chain link fence for some rest, and I immediately leaped off it because it fucking burned - THIS WAS IN THE SHADE. My Win7 weather gadget says 102°....at least it did before it burst into flames.
On my return trip, I passed the new skate park being constructed by the township. I naively thought, "well I guess its too dangerous to haul cinderblocks in this shit" shortly before spotting 2 workers in big gardening hats and another with his shirt pulled over his head. "Damn."
Yep, this reminded me that if you're an outdoor laborer, today is JUST ANOTHER SUMMER DAY. Not only that, but the guys I saw had it relatively easy considering there are blue-collar folk busting their asses on top of blazing hot roofs right now. Yikes. Imagine doing THAT while you soak in that A.C. Heat cramps normally aren't life threatening, but its a different story when you're perched on a slanted surface 50 ft. off the ground.
So yeah, shout out to all the workers braving this shit. Somebody's gotta do it. We can't all work nights.
Update: I made it to the 2nd page of the Rec list! I HAVE THE ULTIMATE POWER OF THE REC LIST IN MY HAND! TREMBLE BEFORE ME MORTALS, FOR THOU STAND IN THE PRESENCE OF A GOD!!!! Oh and thanks.
Update 2x: Its 104° now. ¡Ay caramba!