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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bob a jobBeing in the cub scouts in the 70's, every year bob a job come round and we would have to go round touting for jobs.
The worst ones were the old biddies who, for 5p, would have complete garden makeovers, by a 8 year old. how times change, thank fuck
(, Fri 17 Feb 2006, 23:37, Reply)
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