Child LabourThere is a special part of Hell I'd like to reserve for those arses that order every single Sunday paper. Do you know how heavy that makes the bundle of papers some poor kid (ie me) has to lug around? Funny how your papers always seemed to get mangled in your letterbox...
I loved my paper round, but, looking back, I was getting paid peanuts to ruin my back and cycle around in the cold and dark. How were you exploited as a child?
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chthonic, Fri 17 Feb 2006, 12:05)
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$2.50 (Canadian) an hour (approx 1 squid) - on night shiftMy first ever job was working in a donut/coffee shop between the hours of 12 midnight and 8 am for a measly $2.50 per hour. Fact is I was illegal and this was cash in hand so I couldn't complain.
Once the mens urinal was blocked and not having been given any gloves, I actually put my bare hands into a urinal of still steaming piss and soggy toilet paper to clean it out. Still to this day have no idea what the loo paper was doing in there. Wouldn't do that for 1 million quid now. Show's how afrad I was to lose that crappy job.
THEN, as my Dad wouldn't get off his arse to come and pick me up after work (something about teaching me to stand on my own two feet or some other bollocks) I had to walk the full 1 hr and 15 minutes home as I couldn't afford the bus fare.
Bitter? Don't even talk to me, I'm getting angry just thinking about it.
(, Wed 22 Feb 2006, 17:56, Reply)
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