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Writer's Block: Clock Punching
Aug. 29th, 2009 04:44 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
I was a paperboy. The real kind, with the canvas sack you carried the papers in, who learned how to properly fold a paper so you could throw it up to someone's porch and have it land there safely.
Nowadays I see adults delivering papers, or sometimes kids who have their bloody PARENTS driving them around the route. What's WRONG with the world that you can't even have a regular paper route with a paperboy/girl riding a bike or walking along tossing the papers up on the porch (and sometimes missing and forcing you to go grab it from the rosebushes.)?
I was a paperboy. The real kind, with the canvas sack you carried the papers in, who learned how to properly fold a paper so you could throw it up to someone's porch and have it land there safely.
Nowadays I see adults delivering papers, or sometimes kids who have their bloody PARENTS driving them around the route. What's WRONG with the world that you can't even have a regular paper route with a paperboy/girl riding a bike or walking along tossing the papers up on the porch (and sometimes missing and forcing you to go grab it from the rosebushes.)?
