In Las Vegas, we have places where people who actually want to work go in the morning to find work. It is a street where guys stand on the sidewalk hoping you stop and give them a job for the day. It is illegal, but everybody hires them at one time or another. Most of the guys out there are not homeless, they are just looking for work. Some of them are skilled, some unskilled. But, this location is not far from the rescue mission, an easy walk and everyone in town knows about it.
So, if you see some clown with a "will work for food" sign, you know he is not serious and is just looking for a handout. It is easier than going out and getting a real job.
A war story:
As most people already know, I am a firefighter/paramedic and before that I worked as a paramedic for a private ambulance company. There are very few days that have gone by in the last 20 years that I have not spoken to or treated homeless people. I have been to all the rescue missions, shacks, camps, sewer pipes, bridges etc. After my experience with most of them, I tend to be pretty cynical, but every once in awhile my compassion gets the better of me and I try to help one of them out. Most of the time it backfires on me. Just an example: One day we ran a call on a homeless guy who didn't have anything wrong with him but it was cold out and he wanted to be taken to the hospital so he could get in out of the weather. Ok, we took him. On the way he told me that he hadn't eaten for three days. It just so happened that we were trying to eat when we got the call and I had my food sitting up front. I said, that is a shame, here, eat my lunch. He started eating it and said, how about something to drink ? I told him I didn' t have anything to drink and he kind of argued with me, so I asked him what he wanted. He said he would like a cup of coffee. I told him that as soon as we got to the hospital, I would get him one. And, I did. When I handed it to him, he said, hey what the hell, no cream ? I poured it out and told him to go to hell.