I tell people here in California about my days as a paperboy, and I don't think they believe me.
Courier Express, so I had to wake up early before school, walk through the craziest weather, and it would be pitch black dark in the winter.
On some Sunday mornings, pulling a f****** wagon uphill through the snowy, slushy streets.
EVERY DAY. Christmas? Labor Day?....NO DAYS OFF!
Again, NO DAYS OFF!
At what other job are there no days off?
Then there was collecting...
From almost the day I turned 12, to 15 years old. I forget what I actually made, but it had to be sweatshop level payment. 2 cents a paper or something....just insane!