On the way to the local DQ to get some ice cream for family movie night, when out of nowhere, down go the car windows and my kids begin to bellow SCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAB!!! Sure enough, here it is 8:30 p.m., pouring down rain, dark outside and there stand two scabs staring into space, no idea whatsoever as to what they are supposed to be doing. No beacon on, no reflective vest, no cones, no hardhats, ladder not strapped to the pole. It's only a matter of time before one of these scabs wind up in the obituary section.
Please, for your family's sake, go back to your desk job. The extra money is not worth dying for.