Newsday paid me 8 cents a week for each of the 55 papers I delivered. Do the math. I made $4.40 for six hours work or about 75 cents an hour. Not if that was not bad enough, Newsday wanted their $4.40 upfront each week, so if some customers did not pay that week I had to come up with it out of my own pocket. Some people tip a dime or so, others would pay you the 30 cents and not a penny more. Then there were the assholes who, when i came to collect after not paying me for two weeks would lie and say,"Oh, I paid you last week, don't you remember?" Try that trick with me today and I would roll up the paper and shove it up their fucking ass. All the news that fit to shit! Tells you something about their character, ripping off a 12 year old kid. Scum Bags, Then there was the woman on Oakland Ave. who was going to sue me because she said I did not shut her storm door tight, after putting the paper on her porch and the wind blew it open and broke the glass. Probably was one of her dim wit daughters who left the storm door open, and she was trying to shake me down. Didn't get a dime from me. Fortunately she quit getting the paper after that. The paper had a colored comic section on Thursdays that you had to insert, and if I forgot to insert one, sure enough on Thursday evening some idiot would be calling me at home to complain he or she didn't get their stupid comics. One house I delivered to was the Napier house on Main St. opposite Palmer Terrace. It was a big old whaling mansion that had fallen into disrepair and the grounds were overgrown. Looked really haunted. Kind of place that neighborhood kids would not linger when they walked pass. Didn't bother me. It was painted the ugliest shade of faded red there was and was occupied by two elderly sisters and a nasty dog that tried to bite me every time I had to ring the doorbell to collect my 30 cents pay. I don't know why but I kept this lousy job for over a year, delivering on my bike in all kinds of weather, and pulling a sled in the snow. Finally I had enough and quit. The manager begged me to stay, but I told him to go fuck himself. Talk about child labor laws or lack thereof. And fuck you too Newsday for using young children for your greedy means! Think about it. When was the last time you saw a kid delivering a paper on his bike? At least the kids in later generations have wised up! Below is the old Napier house I had to deliver the paper to on Main St.
Man, great shade of red
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