My name is Anna. I'm 28-years-old with a degree in literature and a life story that is both completely ordinary and a little bit unusual.
I've worked for eight years in a supermarket. I started out there to fund my studies and have some financial independence. But when I couldn't find any work using my degree, I stayed on and became that stalwart of modern life, a checkout girl.
The till. Not a great conversationalist, unless you count the beeps it makes when you scan the produce. As a result of listening to that robotic noise I was becoming a little like a robot myself. The fleeting interaction with the customers was not enough to make me feel human. Happily though, contact with my colleagues did just that.