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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frozen hellA mate was unfortunate enough to work in a frozen food factory and - for a few paltry pennies- he had to don a white coat and hairnet and use a syringe to pipe garlic oil into the slits of a frozen baguette. For 8 hours. Smell didn’t go down well with the ladies when hanging out in the park after work.
He was eventually promoted and had to put toppings on frozen pizzas. Ever bought a pizza and thought the positioning of pepperoni resembled a face? That’ll be the boredom kicking in. (apparently there weren’t enough slices per pizza to spell out the obvious profanities).
Think he was replaced by a machine.
(, Fri 17 Feb 2006, 14:27, Reply)
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