Janitor Finds Gym Floor Filled With Umbrellas, Then Reads the Note Left for Him

Isolated

Frank tried reaching out to coworkers. He spoke to the lunch lady, the librarian, and even the security guard he once drank coffee with every Tuesday. But now they all looked at him differently—polite but distant, like they were avoiding a fight. “I don’t know what’s happening,” he said quietly. “But somebody is putting me in a bad light on purpose, trying to stack me against everyone.”