08/06/2025
One morning at work, I noticed something strange in the lobby. A homeless man was standing near the security guard, looking EXHAUSTED and SCARED. I could not just walk past him. I asked if he needed help, and he told me he just wanted to warm up, get some food, and have a little water. I gave him my water bottle and tried to bring him inside, but the guard stopped me, saying it was against the rules. Then our office manager, Tom, showed up, KICKED THE MAN OUT, and scolded me for getting involved.
I could not leave it there. I told the man to meet me around the back later. When my shift ended, I took him to lunch. We talked. About life, about pain, about hope. It was just lunch to me. I had no idea it would change EVERYTHING.
A few days later, I came into the office and something felt... off. Everyone was whispering and rushing around. I asked what was going on and a colleague whispered, "The company owner passed away. No one knows what is going to happen now."
Right then, the elevator dinged. A man in a suit stepped out. He looked serious. Tom rushed over to greet him, laying it on thick, practically blocking his way with flattery.
But the man just brushed past him. "I am not here for small talk," he said. "I NEED TO SEE NANCY."
And suddenly, every single head turned to look at ME.