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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I grew up on a dairy farmYou mean you got paid? Money even?
I was simply expected to do this stuff. I got a little money when I became a teenager, but I got bupkus until then. Nothing like rolling out of bed at 2am on a freezing, rainy, February night to help a cow that was having trouble giving birth in the middle of a field. I was 11. Playing tug of war with a cow in the freezing mud. For no money.
You got shit to complain about.
(, Sat 18 Feb 2006, 21:58, Reply)
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