It's too hot here in the East - 95, 96, 97 degrees. You don't want to be outside. Yech. I pity the highway, construction and utility workers. In my younger days, I was a lineman and splicer for NY Telephone. These kind of days were brutal. Climb a pole oozing creasote, belt in and transfer cables from the old pole to the new. Sweat, sweat, sweat.