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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Not me but a bud...Me mate Lou, who's half Caucasion and Half Mexican, got a job working at this place called JJ's Fried Fish. JJ's Fried FIsh is like Mcdonalds but without the ball pits, mass worldwide franchising, tables, burgers, In fact it's not like Mcdonalds at all. All you do is order deep lard fried seafood/chicken, pay and leave. None of that sitting down pansy bullocks. As aforementioned, all they have is fried fish or chicken, needless to say the majority customer is black. Qeue fair skinned Cashiere 14yr old Lou at $5/hr (bout 2 quid):
Lou: Can I take your order?
Large Black Woman: Lemme get an order of shcrimps.
Lou: (confused as fcuk, looks back at overhead menu)...umm...you mean shrimp?
LBW: Yeeea and lemme get som fried scabs.
Lou: (looks back at menu).....only what's on the menu 'mam.
LBW: (blank stare) Hah?
.....he didn't show up the next day or ever.
(, Wed 22 Feb 2006, 18:44, Reply)
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