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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GolfAt the age of 12 myself and a friend were paid a pittance to collect golf balls from a driving range. Apart from it being a back breaking chore we had to bring our own plastic gloves to rummage in the septic pool on the 150 yard mark on the off chance any of the Volvo driving tossers hit a good one.
If that wasn't enough the manager of the place and his friends used to occasionally drive balls at us whilst we were doing it to 'keep us on our toes'.
(At least he did until my mates dad found out and twatted the bastard. Which was the end of that job.)
(, Fri 17 Feb 2006, 16:20, Reply)
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