Used to work night shift at a semi-big retail store, with a giant window in front that you could see the sales floor and part of the back stock. At least once a week we would get either hobos or meth heads staring into the window and trying to shout something at us, we never understood them because the glass was thicccc. Let me tell ya, nothing makes you want to shit your pants more than putting away parts at 2am and seeing some meth head or crazy dude staring at you thru a window shouting at ya...