
Entitled Worker Belittled My Wife, Who Works as an Office Cleaner — I Was Furious and Put Him in His Place
Susan, a 61-year-old office cleaner, faced humiliation when a coworker, Mark, maliciously knocked over her mop bucket and belittled her. After HR dismissed her complaints, Susan and her husband Jack took matters into their own hands, exposing Mark’s abusive behavior and fighting for justice.

Susan enjoys reading | Source: Midjourney
My wife, Susan, is 61 and works as a cleaner in an office. She loves the job because it gives her some extra money and, with the flexible hours, she gets to spend more time with our grandkids. Plus, she can enjoy her favorite hobby — reading books. But recently, something bad happened at her job.
One evening, she came home looking upset. I noticed right away.

Jack notices Susan is upset | Source: Midjourney
“Susan, what’s wrong?” I asked, setting down my newspaper.
She sighed and sat down beside me. “You won’t believe what happened at work today, Jack.”
“What is it? Tell me.”

Susan tells Jack about her troubles | Source: Midjourney
She took a deep breath. “I was mopping the hallway floor, minding my own business. Suddenly, I heard the company manager, Mr. Thompson, yelling at someone. He was really laying into them for missing a deadline. Said it cost the company an important sponsor.”
“That doesn’t sound good,” I said, leaning in closer.

Mark shouts at Susan | Source: Midjourney
“No, it wasn’t,” she continued. “The yelling was so loud that even people walking by stopped to listen.”
“Who was he yelling at?” I asked.
“I don’t know, I couldn’t see from where I was. But then, out of nowhere, this man with an angry face stormed out of the office. He looked furious.”

A bucket with dirty water | Source: Midjourney
“What did you do?” I asked.
“I just kept mopping, trying to stay out of his way. But then he came right up to me and kicked over my bucket of water.”
“He did what?” I almost shouted.

Susan tries to clean up spilled water | Source: Midjourney
“Yes, he knocked over the bucket and dirty water went everywhere. It even seeped into the neighboring offices,” she said, her voice trembling.
“That’s terrible! What did you do?”
“I started cleaning up the mess right away. But then he yelled at me, ‘What a klutz! You’re so old, you can’t even mop the floor right?’ And then he just walked off.”

Mark attracted the unwanted attention | Source: Midjourney
I could see the pain in her eyes. “That’s awful, Susan. Did anyone help you?”
“No, Jack. People from the nearby offices came out and started telling me to clean up the mess. They thought I had made it.”
“Did you explain what happened?” I asked.

Sad Susan | Source: Midjourney
“I tried. But later, my boss called me into her office. She told me that if anything like this happened again, I’d be fired.”
“Fired? That’s not fair!” I exclaimed.
“I know. I told her what really happened, but no one believed me,” Susan said, her eyes filling with tears.

Angry Jack | Source: Midjourney
I felt my anger rising. “This isn’t right. We need to do something about this.”
“What can we do, Jack? They don’t believe me.”
“I’m going to the office tomorrow. I’ll talk to the HR manager,” I said firmly.

Jack somes to talk to an HR manager | Source: Midjourney
The next day, I went to her office building. As soon as I entered, I asked to see the HR manager.
“Hello, I’m Jack Johnson. My wife, Susan, works here as a cleaner,” I said when I was ushered into his office.
“Please, have a seat, Mr. Johnson. How can I help you?” the HR manager asked.

HR manager | Source: Midjourney
I took a seat and explained the whole incident. “Yesterday, a man named Mark knocked over her bucket and humiliated her. She tried to explain, but no one believed her.”
The HR manager listened carefully. “Let’s check the security camera footage.”
We watched the video together. It showed the man leaving the manager’s office angrily and heading towards Susan. But the camera angle didn’t capture him knocking over the bucket.

HR manager looks up the video | Source: Midjourney
“I’m sorry, Mr. Johnson,” the HR manager said, shaking his head. “Without concrete evidence, we can’t hold Mark accountable. He’s been a respected employee here for ten years with no complaints against him.”
“So, my wife just has to take this? She’s the one who got yelled at and threatened with losing her job,” I said, my frustration growing.

Frustrated Jack | Source: Midjourney
“I understand your frustration, Mr. Johnson, but our hands are tied without more proof,” the HR manager replied.
Feeling defeated, I left the office. When I got home, Susan was waiting. She looked at me with hopeful eyes, but I had to tell her the truth.
“I’m sorry, honey. They said there’s nothing they can do without proof. The camera didn’t catch him in the act.”

Jack hugs Susan | Source: Midjourney
She nodded, trying to be strong, but I could see the hurt in her eyes.
I found it hard to believe that Mark had no complaints in ten years, so I decided to investigate further. I asked Susan to invite her colleagues over for lunch so I could get to know them better. Susan often shared how nice her coworkers were.

Jack explains his plan | Source: Midjourney
We had ten guests: eight women who worked as cleaners on different floors and two electricians. We had a wonderful time, but during the gathering, I had a plan.
Casually, I brought up the incident involving Susan and how HR had dismissed my concerns. “You know,” I started, “HR brushed off Susan’s complaint about Mark. Has anyone else had issues with him?”

Mark sabotages electricity in the office | Source: Midjourney
There was a pause, and then one of the electricians, Tom, spoke up. “Mark’s always been a jerk,” he said. “He’s sabotaged our tools a few times.”
A cleaner named Maria nodded. “He’s belittled me in front of others more times than I can count.”
Another cleaner, Linda, added, “He’s smart about it, though. He knows the blind spots where cameras don’t catch him.”

Mark looks at the camera’s blind spots | Source: Midjourney
It became clear that Mark had a pattern of bullying, targeting the cleaners especially, knowing their complaints were usually ignored.
With everyone shocked by Mark’s behavior, I devised a plan. “Why don’t we write a letter to the CEO?” I suggested. “Detail everything Mark has done.”
Susan and her colleagues agreed. They wrote a detailed letter, outlining how Mark had mistreated them. Not trusting HR, we sent the letter directly to the CEO. While we didn’t expect immediate action, we decided to gather more evidence.

Susan writes a letter to the CEO | Source: Midjourney
I bought a small recorder and instructed Susan on what to do. “Just get him talking,” I said. “We need his own words.”
The next day, Susan waited for Mark outside the office. When he came out, she approached him. “Mark, why did you humiliate me? What did I do to deserve that? What would your mother say?” she asked.
Mark smirked. “My mother would be proud of me for putting someone like you in your place,” he replied arrogantly. “Watch out, or I might spill dirty water again and blame it on you. You’re nobody here, while I’m an important employee.”

Mark shouts at Susan again | Source: Midjourney
I recorded the entire conversation from a distance, just in case. When he left, I saw a victorious smile on Susan’s face. “Got him,” she said.
The next day, we went to HR with the recording. “This is proof of what he’s done,” I said, playing the audio.
HR tried to cover it up. “This doesn’t prove anything substantial,” they claimed.

HR tries to cover everything up | Source: Midjourney
Fed up, I decided to take a different route. I uploaded the video online and included the audio from Susan’s recorder. The video quickly went viral, and various media outlets contacted us for interviews. Susan shared her story on camera, and we provided the evidence.
The following day, the company’s CEO issued a public apology. “I was unaware of the systematic abuse by my employee,” he said in a statement. “I apologize to Susan and her colleagues.”

The CEO makes an apologetic statement | Source: Midjourney
Mark and the HR manager were fired from the company, and Susan received compensation. She was happy that I had stood up for her in such a modern and effective way.
“I can’t believe it’s over,” Susan said, relief washing over her face. “Thank you, Jack. You really made a difference.”
I smiled at her. “You deserved justice, and I’m glad we could get it. Now, let’s move forward and enjoy some peace.”

Susan and Jack walk together | Source: Midjourney
Susan nodded, holding my hand tightly. “Yes, let’s do that. And maybe, finally, I can just enjoy my work and my books without any more trouble.”
We both knew it had been a tough journey, but seeing Susan’s smile made it all worth it.
A boy mows lawns to earn money and help the school janitor pay off his mortgage and retire

A rowdy teenager caused trouble for the school janitor and felt guilty. He learned about the man’s life and decided to do something remarkable for him, and only then did he realize something essential.
“Jeez!” Holden spat when he saw the mess he made on the floor. He and his friend were only going to play a prank on another student and paint his locker. However, he dropped the paint can in the middle of the basketball court, which would certainly be noticeable.
“Come on, Holden! Let’s go! Let’s go!” his friend, Andrew, yelled, and they both dropped everything and ran away.
They weren’t bad kids, but they were undoubtedly rowdy and rebellious, skipping classes all the time and trying to prank others. However, they weren’t bullies and didn’t have any malicious intent. Holden just hated school and wanted anarchy like many teenagers did at that age.
“Wow. That’s terrible,” the teenager commented before widening his eyes. “Sorry. That was rude.”
Fortunately, no one discovered what they had done, but Holden passed by the basketball court later and saw the old school janitor cleaning things up and heard the screams of the principal, Mr. Figgins.
“We have the prep rally tomorrow, and scouts from all over the country are coming! This needs to come out immediately!” the principal yelled at the poor old man, who hung his head and tried to clean the mess. However, the paint was oil-based, and it was an arduous task.
“Yes, Mr. Figgins. I’ll make sure it’s ready for tomorrow,” the janitor said and kept scrubbing. The principal threw his arms around some more, yelled some demands, and walked off in a huff.
Holden felt terrible, watching the old man on his knees trying to fix his mistake, so he did something completely uncharacteristic. He walked into the court, grabbed a rag, kneeled, and started cleaning with the janitor.
The old man looked at him for a second. “I guess you did this, right?” he commented and kept scrubbing.
“Sir, please. I’m so sorry. It was a mistake. I didn’t know you would get in trouble for it,” Holden apologized sincerely and continued moving the rag up and down. “Please don’t tell the principal. My mom would kill me.”
The old man sighed and shrugged. “I won’t tell anyone, but you have to help me until this floor is back to normal,” he negotiated, and Holden nodded rapidly.
While they worked, they talked. The janitor’s name was Fred. At first, their conversation was about basketball and football, as the school has some of the best teams in the state. But then, Holden asked the old man why he was working at his age. Based on the wrinkles on his face and his frail arms, he had to be way over 60.
“Well, I need to pay a mortgage, kid,” Fred responded with pursed lips. “And I’m 76.”
“You haven’t paid your mortgage still. Wow. That means I can never dream of having a house of my own,” Holden commented.
“Well, things are hard now, kid. But actually, I never wanted to own a house. I rented most of my life. I bought that house for my daughter. She needed her own place, and I wanted to give her something,” Fred revealed, wiping the sweat from his forehead. “I put a down payment for her and helped her with the mortgage for years. But then, she died in a car accident, and it was all on me.”
“Oh, I’m so sorry,” Holden muttered, and they stayed quiet for a while. “Why don’t you sell the house now?”
“Where would I live, kid? With rent these days, I would be homeless. And I have to keep working to eat,” the janitor continued. He wasn’t bitter or sad. He was just realistic.
“But you might not ever retire!” the teenager added.
“That’s true. I just hope I can pay the mortgage before I die,” he continued.
“How much is it?” Holden asked boldly.
“Well, I believe it’s a little under $30,000.”
“Wow. That’s terrible,” the teenager commented before widening his eyes. “Sorry. That was rude.”
But Fred laughed. “Let’s just work, kid.”
They finally removed all traces of the paint, but they both went home late that night… and Holden couldn’t sleep. He wanted to do something nice for the old man who hadn’t gotten him in trouble.
A few days later, he confessed what he had done to his mother and told her everything; then, he asked her how they could raise money for the old janitor. Maybe, if they paid his mortgage, Fred could retire.
His mother said that he could mow lawns around the neighborhood. It was mowing season, and tons of people were looking for help. So, Holden did so and surprisingly got a ton of clients. He grabbed his dad’s lawnmower and worked hard.
But after a few days, he realized the task was almost impossible. He would have to work for years, just like Fred, to raise the money, so he talked to his neighbors whose kids also went to the school. He took a picture of Fred from the school’s website and posted it online, telling his story, and finally decided to open a crowdfunding link for the janitor.
To his shock, the money started coming in, and $30,000 were raised in just a week.
After that, Holden and his mother talked to the school principal about having a special ceremony to honor Fred and surprise him. The teenager also had to come clean to the principal about the paint on the basketball court. Finally, Mr. Figgins agreed.
The whole school heard the story, and they all gathered at the basketball court and cheered when Fred came in. The old janitor had no idea what was going on as he didn’t have social media. But Holden presented him with the money, and many in the crowd cried as the two of them hugged. Fred officially retired that week.
Holden later learned that Fred had a granddaughter, Erin, who was only a few years younger than him, and the janitor wanted to pay off the house so she could have it when he was gone. She and Holden became great friends as he started visiting the old man after school and helping out.
He stopped hanging out with Andrew and started taking his classes seriously. The entire experience taught him that you had to work hard for everything.
His rebellious ways wholly disappeared, and he actually graduated at the top of his class a few years later. The entire school staff was shocked and pleased by his 180º turn, as it was something teachers rarely ever saw. And it was all due to Fred and that afternoon spent cleaning some paint off the floor.
What can we learn from this story?
You must apologize and do your best to atone for your errors. Holden got the old janitor in trouble, but he readily apologized and tried to make things better.
It only takes one experience or person to change someone’s perspective on life. After meeting Fred, Holden changed for good, as he learned that life was hard and only those who worked hard and honestly could live happily.
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