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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Got woodIn an effort to drive down costs at the hardware/garden supplies/petrol station where I worked as a lad (whipping boy), I was given the princely task of bagging firewood (rotten logs). It was cheaper to employ me than to get the logs delivered already bagged. Now it was my annual task, from early November to mid February, y'know the best time of the year to be out side freezing your nuts off.
Oh yeah the job also entailed painting a hell hole of a staff toilet, having those metal dustbins thrown at my head and clearing out a centuries worth of shit from an asbestos covered storage shed. Ohhhh good job.
(, Fri 17 Feb 2006, 14:39, Reply)
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