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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My second job was also slave labourAged 15 during the summer holidays, working at a milk bottling plant in essex, which is now owned by Arla foods. £4 hr! Yay! plus over time DOUBLE YAY! yeah fucking right. You had to start at 6am, 30 minutes for lunch, no breaks, any work that went on over 2 pm, which was supposed to be overtime, you had to clock out. On the 3rd day one of the supervisors disappeared to the betting shop for 3 hours. Somebody put the wrong labels on the labelling machine so all the temporary staff had to re run the production eventually leaving at 11.30 in the evening. When asked if we'd get overtime we were told that we'd be lucky to keep our jobs. I told them to fuck off and cut several of the high pressure pipes that ran their new 1 litre bottler and sealer unit. And told them were they could stick their job. Obviously there is no mention of this employment on any CV I have ever written.
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The Beast can't help looking at womens breasts on the tube, Fri 17 Feb 2006, 13:37,
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