New Britain herald., 1927-08-27
TRAFFIC MONITOR
 RELATES HIS WOES
College Boy, Tagging the Line,
 Finds Motorists Queer

When George and Charlie and
 whole summer stretches before
 them in which they must work tC
 sustain their collegiate selves, what branch of industry offers itself to
 them as q part time occupation
 which they may leave without re-
 grets in the fall? An answer to this
 question may be found at almost
 every stretch Of highway which is under construction in the State. 1 Young men who thrilled thousands
 last fall with stirring 70 yard dashes l through the opposing line and who
 will thrill thousands more this fall with 40 yard drop kicks are to be | found today waving red flags at one way traffic stretches and auailing | the hapless motorist who ventures
 past their forbiddlng standards. Men
 who will some day possess a Phi | Beta Kappa key to dangle from 1 their watch chains wield picks and 1 shovels with the swarthiest foreign
 CT and develop muscled torsos which would bring the demon of jealousy 10 the hearts of many wrestlers and | boxers.
 ! Time is thing which hangs | heavy on the hands of the collegiate gentleman who volunteered 10 give the writer this interview. Except for
 an occasional passing car which necessitated a negligent waggle of the red flag 10 keep behind the enc way stretch until the coming
 line had made the trip, he had crates, barrels and boxes of time at his disposal. He was communicative,
 too, which seemed sensible, in view of the fact that about 90 per cent of his co-workers did not regard
 English as their mother tongue.
 Dumhness at the Wheel
 There are a terrible bunch of dumb drivers at large in this state" 7" he sighed woefully. And I guess about three quarters of them head for this stretch just 10 have me an- swer foolish question. Time before
 I was put on here, was on a street that was absolutely closed. Every
 driver that came along would stop when he saw the sign, Street Closed to Traffic-Detour.' Then he'd lean out the side and yell, Can I get through here?' At first was nice 10 them but after half a day of assur- ing them that they couldn't get through there and that the steam shovel was working down the street and a bicycle couldn't get through, and then listen to them argue, I got sick of it and I got sarcastic about it. I've been that way ever since.
 And then after that, some of them had nerve enough to squeeze through the side of the road and the sign and go up the street anyway. And then they call us tough.
 T saw a funny thing while ] was on the job. I was working with two boys from Georgetown univer- sty on a flagging job and there was supernumerary policeman working too. All three of them didn't have anything 10 do half of the time so they got to wrestling one day on somebody's nice front lawn. The cop couldn't wrestle very well with his coat and club on so he took off his hat and coat and badge and gun and began to wrestle one of the fel- lows. They got him down and then they picked up his clothes and beat it away in 9 company car that was standing nearby. They were only foollng. of course, and they were going to bring his stuff back but the cop got real sore about 1t and when they came back he brought