Observations of the Construction Worker

The person I decided to observe was a construction worker. This man had a white hat, that looked like a helmet, a bright neon green shirt, old Levi jeans, and a brown leather tool belt around his waist. This man had sweat running down his forehead. He kept getting drinks of his water. It smelt like dirt because it was all in the air. He had a drilling tool in his hand. He was drilling metal together. The environment was loud so, the construction workers were yelling to each other the whole time. I couldn't really hear the conversations but I could tell they were cracking jokes just to try and get through the hot day. The feelings I experienced was kind of felt bad for him. Not just him, but all of the construction workers. They have to wear all of that gear which made them extremely hot. The man that I was observing looked like he just wanted to hurry up and get home to take a shower. I don't really think he would be my friend because he looked like he was in his 30s. Possibly had a a little baby. It looked like he lived in a little house with his wife and his daughter. I probably would never talk to him but I know he would never approach me either. When he goes home for the day he goes home to a little white house and walks through the door with his wife trying to take care of the little baby daughter. I feel like he is always working hard and most likely always will. I feel like he gets a break when he goes to work. He is always stressed about his job and his new family. He doesn't get any credit for all of the things he does for everyone else. I just felt bad for him and you could see it in his eyes. I think all of this because just by his posture, his look, and they way he talked to people. I just felt really bad for him.