Your fate…

You will take a job on a paving crew in New Mexico, in July.  The paving crew consists of 8 humans.  For hours and days on end, you will hold a pole with a sign on the top that reads “Stop” on one side and “Slow” on the other.  A giant yellow machine will belch noxious asphalt fumes into the blazing heat.  On Thursday, you will be viciously hungover – your mouth dry, and exuding dead-dog breath.  At 3:17 p.m., a Stranger will walk out of a nearby home carrying a tray with 7 enormous glasses of ice water.  You will be touched by the kindness.  But as you count the glasses, you will think, “Someone on this crew is about to die.”