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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Just to rub it in...For all those who had shite work-experience related tales mine was fecking ace.
I spent a week at Future Publishing with the editorial staff of PC Review (back in '97 or so) basically playing Little Big Adventure 2 and then getting to write a single page review of Atomic Bomberman. It got printed and everything, not bad at age 15. *chuffed*
The second week I spent at a flying school larking about on the reception desk and got to go out flying with a chap doing his commercial pilots licence.
(, Mon 20 Feb 2006, 15:28, Reply)
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