Oh, wow, Roger would have been even more ticked-off and humiliated than when he had to admit in front of Liz, Burke and Sam that he, and not Burke, was driving the car the night when an innocent passerby was hit by him, sort of like how the great Stephen King was walking alone on a, no doubt, similarly quiet Maine country road, only to be struck by a careless driver, like Roger-the-Dodger Collins.
Although, I think Roger, being the conniving blackguard, that he was, would try to palm the snow-shovelling task off on his small, ten-year-old son. If that didn’t work, maybe Roger would have tried to “enlist” Joe Haskell and a couple of the other young and brawny workers at the cannery to do Roger’s assigned peon work. But, it would be hell-to-pay if either Liz or her faithful majordomo, Bill Malloy, found out that Roger was “re-assigning” Collinsport Cannery employees for his personal use.