My first "day job" was newspaper delivery. I was all of 14. Prior to that, in fact, I'd helped deliver Pennysavers and such. Not quite the same. Not quite all that different.
I went on to bigger and better things.
But I don't think I've ever had a day job again that allowed me to ride by bike, not just to and from work, but while at work. Indeed, I wasn't just allowed--it was required. Otherwise, the papers just wouldn't get delivered.
That was me, once upon a time: paperboy.
Friday, February 8, 2008
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