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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For the princely sum of £2 a weekI delivered 3 papers a day, Mon to Fri. 2 of the papers were delivered almost next door to the newsagents, the 3rd one was about 2 miles away, up a steep bastard hill. This was around 1988 and was just as shitty and underpaid as it sounds.
When it was raining my boss took me on the paper round in one of his flash cars, which was nice. What wasn't nice was that he'd let me spend my wages in advance on slush-puppies and sweets, so come payday, I'd be lucky to get 50p. Tosser.
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LemonEntryMyDearWatson This time, Moriarty, the hand is on the other foot, Fri 17 Feb 2006, 13:53,
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