| They post their names on the list used to keep track of each day laborer's arrival time -- the first one there gets the first shot at a job. But after sign-in, the waiting begins. The men stand near the side of the road or sit in chairs, with their hands stuffed in their pockets and shoul-ders hunched, bracing themselves against the early morning chill. Job prospects are bad these days, they said. They go to the muster zone seven days a week, but often work only one or two. They wait for work until 10 a.m. each day, hoping for any sort employment -- construction, landscaping, painting. |
From Anonyma - 07 Oct 2008 @ 08:00 am
