Oh god, paper routes! I had one when I was 10-11. It was great money for that age - about $200 per month, in the early 90s.

My papers were dropped off really early, and I had to be there for them - alone - around 4am. And my route was about half a mile away from my house.

I got chased by a dog a couple times. One time it bit and punctured my tire.

I flipped my bike with all the papers in it a couple of times.

Some older kids dropped by once - I was afraid they were gonna fuck with me, but instead they just asked me to scream some stuff.

And of course collecting. I got chased off by a couple dogs then too. Come to think of it, maybe I should be more afraid of dogs than people.

Eventually I got a route for the apartments that were across the street from my house. That was a much nicer experience. More money, less distance, less area to cover, and no dogs.

dude puncturing a tire that's some serious bite force

Hah, I was terrified of all dogs on a route where I distributed flyers and got bitten by one dog. However, I stopped doing my route because of a magpie. Someone had tamed it enough that it had lost all fear of humans. It would try to attack my head and fly to mailboxes and try to pull the flyers out. The stupid bird would follow me along the entire route. At some point it got stuck in the huge, curly hair of a girl who lived nextdoor. That's all so ridiculous in hindsight. Feels like a different life