Been thinking a lot about my last ‘proper’ job, ten years ago at The Pier, the now-defunct retailer of imported furniture and home wares. I was recruited by the manager, Ann, from my previous job at Gamestation. Ann was extremely gregarious and personable and I figured, what the hell. It was outside my comfort zone, but I had to get away from GS because I was on a zero hours contract and most of the other staff were a loose clique of horribly racist wanksocks. So good riddance.