Every day I go to work at nine in the morning.
At this time, a cleaner, a woman aged 50-55, usually leaves, who cleans all our offices before the start of the working day. Almost every day I meet her at the entrance of the office center building. She is always following a man who carries large plastic bags with garbage. Also at age.
I always thought it was just a cleaner, a full-time employee of the business department. But at the same time he is always dressed decently, and after our morning meeting he does not appear again.
Recently, I learned that it turned out to be the husband of our cleaner. A man works in a completely different place, but every morning at seven o’clock he comes with his wife and helps her clean up and take out the garbage, and then goes to work.
It made me think.