Hello there, Overly-Specific-Job-Poster. Now, I am admittedly filled with a dank and dusty cynicism (much like an piñata, but overstuffed with broken dreams instead of candy.) Which is probably why I find your optimism in placing this ad odd, but mildly charming.
Nevertheless, I’d advise you not to get your hopes up.
Let’s recap, shall we?
You are looking for FOUR (4) local gentlemen, each with the following attributes:
1) Handsome face
2) Hot body
3) Sexy/overall “good-looking”
4) Willing to work topless
5) Willing to work on the 4th of July
6) Willing to do physical labor in the white-hot midday sun
And all of this for an unspecified sum. I’d say you are now drawing from a severely limited pool, Overly-Specific-Job-Poster. The pool may, in fact, be nearly empty. And yet you continue on to dazzle us with this startling gem:
6) MUST HAVE THEIR OWN RICKSHAW
Now, I am unclear as to whether you are looking for four hot, unemployed men who each own a rickshaw (weird and unlikely), or rather if you are seeking four hot, unemployed men who jointly own a single rickshaw (weirder, and even more unlikely). Either way, although I wish you luck in your quest for these mythical, sexy rickshaw-loving manbeasts, I’d strongly advise everyone else to avoid this job.
Note: OK, so the poster is (probably) just looking for several pedicabs, the kind pulled by bicycles. But still. “Sexy Rickshaw” driver feels like the kind of phrase that immediately precedes class warfare.