These men came prepared. Their team work amazed me. As they were on the roof working away in 90 degree weather, they were singing. Amazing. Who sings in 90 degree weather while on top of a roof? These men.
American’s are so grouchy about their jobs. They complain all the time. The office is too hot or too cold. The company doesn’t furnish coffee. The phone rang off the hook all day. Right. Like it isn’t their job to answer it. I could go on and on but y’all get the jest.
These men were contracted by a government agency to do this job. They were Mexican. I am so glad that I had the chance to see men working and not complaining. It did my heart good.
When they were finishing up, they were cleaning up my yard as if it belonged to them. I mentioned to one young man how he didn’t have to get the last bit of grass off of my landing but he said that he wanted it to look nice with a smile on his face. I was blown away with this remark. When they left, all that was left behind was a new roof. One would never know that anyone had been in my yard that day.
My point is that so many Americans complain about people from Mexico living and working here. That make me wonder just what they are really thinking. Now, I am thinking that American’s are jealous because people come here to work and that is what they do. They work. They do not complain. They just do the best job they can and are happy about it.