My Coworkers T.e.as.ed Me for Eating Lunch with the Lonely Janitor Every Day for 11 Years – At His F.u.ner.al, His [email protected] Pulled Me Aside and Said, ‘Mr. Wilson Left This for You’

“You can sit here, if you’d like,” he said.

I nearly cried.

It was the first genuinely kind thing anyone had said to me all day that did not feel attached to a polite, professional smile.

“Thank you,” I said, taking the seat across from him. “I’m Charlotte.”

“Charles,” he said, then returned to his sandwich.

That was all. No dramatic greeting. No personal continue reading …