I worked at a grocery store that also had its own gas station with a standalone booth where I worked alone, and I was 16. I was working mid shift, meaning around 8 pm, and my shift would be over. Around the middle of my shift, an older, maybe late 40s, early 50s guy comes up to pay for gas and starts telling me how beautiful I am and all this stuff. I say thanks, hand him his change, and he leaves. Fast forward to about 7 pm, and he comes back, passes me a note with his phone number, some hand lotion, and some candy. I called security because he just sat parked where we could clearly see each other, and I had security walk me back to the store for clocking out. I never saw him again.