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Honestly, I wasn’t even planning to take a photo. I looked like absolute shit. You can’t really tell in the picture, but my uniform was soaked, my hands were shaking from exhaustion, and all I had in my head was debt. But when Anthony Joshua showed up at the Asda warehouse with a film crew, everyone started pulling their phones out. And I thought: “Luke’s gonna lose it if he sees a selfie with AJ.” So I took the shot. Didn’t think for a second I’d end up looking at it almost every day after that. I’m 36. Been working at the warehouse in Birmingham for seven years now. Shift starts at 4am. By the end of the day, your legs are just gone. You walk between pallets like a machine: scanner → box → trolley → pallet. Again. And again. All for a wage that barely keeps you afloat. After tax, I had about £1,900. Out of that: — rent; — bills; — credit cards; — food; — my son’s school stuff. And then life just keeps piling it on. Washing machine breaks. Car goes. Dentist bill. I started waking up in the middle of the night checking my banking app. Like money might just magically appear. The worst feeling? Working every single day… and still getting poorer. That day, Anthony wasn’t what I expected at all. No security. No ego. He was talking to regular workers like he was one of us. After filming, I said: “Mate, quick selfie for my son?” He smiled: “Of course.” We took the photo. Then somehow we just started talking. He noticed the brace on my arm. Asked: “How long’s that been bad?” “Two years,” I said. “No time to rest though.” He nodded. And before I knew it, I was telling him everything. The debts. The sleepless nights. Collectors calling. Feeling like I’m failing my wife and my kid. He just listened. Then he said: “You look like someone who’s been carrying too much for too long.” And for some reason, that hit me hard. Because it was true. Before he left, he asked: “You seen the app we’re filming?” I said: “Yeah. Thought it was a scam.” He smirked: “I don’t show up to warehouse
