Haha, so true. I remember coming to skidding halt in taxi, in a rural area, at 2am. And directly out of the passenger door, was a pot hole. When I say pot hole, the entire middle of intersection had been torn up. And at the bottom of the pot hole were three men fixing a pipe, by the light of a fire.
Of course there were no barriers, signs, tape, nothing to show work was going on.