Marathon Paper Round
When I was a young and innocent teenager in the early nineties I got myself a paper round. Not one of those normal paper rounds mind you. It was delivering those free papers that nobody wants to read. Delivering about 450 of them to be precise.

I had dutifully delivered all of the papers to every road on the list for about two months (the paper was bi-weekly) when I hatched a cunning plan. I Realised that most normal people wouldnt give a toss about reading this paper and would simply throw it into the bin. The only people that were going to read it were people with too much time on their hands and the only people with too much time on their hands are people who have retired. I then selectivly delivered the papers to only the old biddies on the round, which was about 30-50 total including the block of old biddie flats. I would then randomly deliver to a few other houses and then get my dad to take the rest of the papers to the tip.

This all went well for about a year till my dad could no longer dispose of the 'evidence' because he no longer had a car. Cue several thousand papers building up in the garage at the tail end of my deception.

Cue the paper lady phoning me up. The conversation whent something like this:

Her: You havent been delivering all of the papers have you?

Me: Yes I have.

Her: No you havent, have you?

Me: No.

And that was that. I buckled under the clever questioning techniques that the paper lady imposed upon my weak and feeble teenage mind.

When i delivered the papers in full, it took me and my brother two days of 3 hours each day to do. It was hard work in the extreme summer trying to get as many papers into one bag in one go before having to return home to collect yet more papers. All for £5.25 per round.

Nice.
(SillyMoo, Fri 10 Aug 2007, 11:50, Reply)