Child Labour
There 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?
( , Fri 17 Feb 2006, 12:05)
There 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?
( , Fri 17 Feb 2006, 12:05)
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Cheese grater accident
When I was in grade 9, we all had to take a course called "work experience," in which we'd get a part-time job and work for a couple hours every week, just for job training. It sounded like a good idea, so I signed up. None of the cool places I wanted to work would hire me, so I ended up in the kitchen of an Italian restaurant.
One day at work, I was grating big blocks of parmesan cheese using an industrial cheese grater. Inside is a spinning serrated disc which grinds up the cheese, and I think it was dull. As I was getting through the block of cheese, I tried unblocking the opening. It was pretty cool. One time I stuck my finger in too far and the serrated edge put a little nick in my fingernail. After that I got more careless.
Then the grater caught my fingertip, and dug in deep, I think all the way to the bone. I pulled it out and it was bandaged using a finger condom.
Everyone got a short break following my accident. One guy commented that it'll be hard for me to masturbate now. Little did he know I actually use my left hand for that.
My finger never healed properly. Even today when I go swimming I can still feel pressure on my fingertip where the cheese grater sliced. It was bandaged up for weeks, and I had to have it always pointed upwards or it would start to throb. This came in handy during a football match when I was blocking one of the posts during a corner kick. The ball got past the keeper and was going to fly in over my head. By simply moving my hand a bit, I made it look like the ball had hit my hand unintentionally. I stopped a definite goal and the ref even let me get away with it. So the cheese grater accident wasn't a total loss.
( , Tue 21 Feb 2006, 14:03, Reply)
When I was in grade 9, we all had to take a course called "work experience," in which we'd get a part-time job and work for a couple hours every week, just for job training. It sounded like a good idea, so I signed up. None of the cool places I wanted to work would hire me, so I ended up in the kitchen of an Italian restaurant.
One day at work, I was grating big blocks of parmesan cheese using an industrial cheese grater. Inside is a spinning serrated disc which grinds up the cheese, and I think it was dull. As I was getting through the block of cheese, I tried unblocking the opening. It was pretty cool. One time I stuck my finger in too far and the serrated edge put a little nick in my fingernail. After that I got more careless.
Then the grater caught my fingertip, and dug in deep, I think all the way to the bone. I pulled it out and it was bandaged using a finger condom.
Everyone got a short break following my accident. One guy commented that it'll be hard for me to masturbate now. Little did he know I actually use my left hand for that.
My finger never healed properly. Even today when I go swimming I can still feel pressure on my fingertip where the cheese grater sliced. It was bandaged up for weeks, and I had to have it always pointed upwards or it would start to throb. This came in handy during a football match when I was blocking one of the posts during a corner kick. The ball got past the keeper and was going to fly in over my head. By simply moving my hand a bit, I made it look like the ball had hit my hand unintentionally. I stopped a definite goal and the ref even let me get away with it. So the cheese grater accident wasn't a total loss.
( , Tue 21 Feb 2006, 14:03, Reply)
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